Trapped
Breathe in, lungs expand
No breath takes place
Air enters and leaves
The lungs a mess
Breath is shallow
Palms clammy
People’s stares
Penetrating the skin
Look around, no one’s looking
Feeling of eyes all around
Throat closing
Breath shallow
Mind racing
Eyes darting
Panic rising
Fear present
Hands shaking
Scared
Paranoid
Trapped
World turning
No control
Alone
YOU ARE READING
I came with broken bones - Poetry Collection- 2010
PoetryMindless thoughts and horrible emotions of my insanity spilled on paper for your eyes to see.
