I feel suffocated
By the crowd
I may sound frantic but no doubt
These symptoms are choking me inside out
Causes are far worse than asthma
If you have no idea this is a people trauma
Let me stay home, alone
But don't let me walk alone
So no, no public transportation
Irrational, I know
But no, no elevators for now
With my racing heart,
Choking state,
This anxiety disorder,
seems harder than I thought
So, cut me the crap of pity party
as I am doing the best I can to breathe steady
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We are not dead yet(poetry): Plot twist and other magic tricks
ПоэзияA set of prose and poetry about sad thoughts, phobia, insomnia, bullies. It focuses more on the negative side of one's life. COMPLETED June 12, 2021