A World Of Broken Thoughts

Sirens

I can't breathe.
It's like my lungs are already full.
And they hurt.
It all hurts.
I'm okay.
I can't see straight.
I couldn't if I tried.
And a sharp pain
cuts into the back of my head.
I'm okay.
My throat has closed.
Air won't go in.
And I'm scared.
I'm okay.
It's all in my head.
I know that.
But it doesn't make it any better.
I'm okay.
I don't want to tell you.
I can work through it,
I just have to keep going.
I'm okay.
Maybe if I say it enough,
I can make it true.
This will pass,
it always does,
but how soon?