poems that i write when im feeling down

agoraphobia

My head was hung low not daring to meet any glance
"They're not your friend but a foe," Acedia says.

My hands begin to tremble at my sides
The sensation of panic begins to emerge.
Agoraphobia permeates through my brain and I feel everything close in around me

I don't like it here. I want to go back to my room.
The sound of footsteps and loud chatter echo around me.

I feel my chest tighten with every breath,
Then everything goes dark.

I awaken with a jolt.
I hear worried, almost scared, voices hovering around me.
It happened again didn't it?