26: Claustrophobia

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I adore my me time, the confinements within my room
But I do not enjoy being trapped in a tight container
Nor to fit myself in a costume
Where I could no longer take a breather


Seatbelts are supposed to keep me safe
Yet wearing one sends me in a flurry of pain
My brain convincing me that it is unsafe
Negative signals of panic coursing in my veins


Where and when did this all began I could not recall
I guess my mind just wanted to think
"Oh my god, small spaces are a no go!"
Thus the birth of the fear of spaces so small


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