I'm stuck with this Phobia.
It's taking me, invading me.
I'm locked with this Phobia.
I'm shaking, freezing.

I feel it.
It's coming.
Viciously growing,
In my brain, my body.

I can't fight.
It's too strong.
This fear, I want to cry.
I want to run out.
Escape.

I know it.
It's so familiar.
This scary sensation,
Stopping my thoughts, my conscience.

I can't avoid.
It's so powerful.
This anxiety, I want to die.
I don't want to lose control.
Me.

I'm stuck with this Phobia.
I'm in a virtual jail I created.
I'm locked with this Phobia.
I'm begging please, just take me out.