No More Hiding

Anxiety.

My chest,

Goes up and down.

Up and down.

My nostrils,

Enlarge and shrink.

Enlarge and shrink.

I am breathing.

I can feel it,

It being my pulse.

I put my hand underneath my nose to feel the little flutters just to make sure,

That,

Yes.

I am breathing.

But it doesn't feel like it, doesn't make sense, you see,

Because I feel, something completely different.

Suffocation,

Like a snake curled around my windpipes, squeezing.

And this panic,

This anxiety,

This sheer sudden fear that has gripped my ability to move,

Comprehend,

Damages everything it touches..

And it's talons are sunken too deep to retract the poison..

And suddenly I'm left useless,

Paralyzed,

As all I can do is will my lungs to work,

Will my throat to open back up,

The dizziness to pass,

And get through this on my own.

-D.