My heart is stuck
under a pile of 3 ton weights
My whole chest is caving in,
its hard to breathe.
Anxiety forces its way up my throat
and clouds my mind.
My hands constantly shake,
my head dizzy, coming in and out of focus with reality
Oxygen is scarce.
I'm being swallowed by the sense of inadequacy
I'm claustrophobic with it, trapped
and I can't find a suitable way out.
Surely I'll panic and finally snap
what little self control I have left
someone remind me what it is to breathe
This feeling- its a cancer
The masses spreading, crowding out my organs
Every part of me,
I'm being cosumed.