Panic

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I feel it in my heart
All the things
The I can't grasp around my fingers
All the things
I can't control
The words slicing through my heads like blades
Like a landmine
One wrong step
And it hits the trigger
Spilling all the thoughts and ideas
The anxiety taking hold of me
Carrying me like waves in the sea
Scenes playing through my head
Real
Fake
Playing
Playing a movie in my head
I could of done better
I could of-
It gets too loud
My heart racing
My muscles tense
Soon
The hands holding my heart
Let go
And I lay in bed
Staring at the ceiling
And the whole world
Disappears

For flip, thank you for encouraging me to continue writing

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