My (Attempt at) Poetry

Uneasy

I have a weird feeling
An unsettling one
One that creeps sneaks up like a snake
Then it strangles you.

I don't want to be strangled
I don't want this feeling
I want to run away and cry
I need to breathe again.

These uneasy feelings
They follow me
Right and left
Right through the alleyways.

I pray to rid of these feelings
I wish to free myself
To inhale the cool breeze of peace
And protect myself
From the uneasy feelings.