closing in

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The world feels like it's closing in on me. Like a huge box shrinking me inside, and i'm not able to break through. And slowly it begins to suffocate me, at this moment i feel so tensed and unable to control this attack of anxiety. It's getting harder to write as i begin to try to think more and more of what to do. How am i supposed to tell my story? How will i be able to remember it after all of the damaged tissue in my mind from my past? Will i be able to do this right or will i fail like always. I don't know how to calm down, but i also don't know how to freak out.

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