Panic,

you can't breath,

you're crying. 

It seems as if everything

is collapsing.

You know it's going to be fine,

you just can't calm down.

At this moment,

all you can see

are your problems,

all at once.

Until they're blurred away

by the tears in your eyes.

And all that's left,

is the pain in your chest.

Breathe.

That's what they say.

You try.

But you can't.

All you can now hear,

is the sirens.

All you can think is,

"Am I dead?"