Unable to find the door out,
panic starts to set in.
I thrash,
and scream,
and kick around,
but nothing helps to keep me calm.
Panic and anxiety
are never a good pair.
They cause mental breakdowns
and hyperventilation.
I try my best to clear my mind
But it won't until I get out.
I try keep calm by pacing the room.
Strangely, it works.
Although my brain is ever so cloudy,
I am able to think straight.
I focus on thoughts of escape.
Breaking out,
I am finally free
A/N: This poem is literally after your exams are over. K bye.
