Fear grips my chest, squeezing my heart
my lungs and taking my breath
The panic sets in, a long night ahead
cant go to bed, cant stay awake, a limbo state.
Anxiety tricks the mind
puts thoughts and feelings in first place
to create a state, a self hate, a dread, a creeping darkness
a hostile mindset, a threat.
Thoughts flow, wish they would go
no escape, nowhere to run, just have to ride on through
which i do, and the storm passes, the murk clears
my bed calls, the night fears a memory, that will pass
until the next time my chest feels like glass and the fear starts anew.
Thanks for reading.
Kyle
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