(Photo copyright Deviant Art)
ANXIETY DROWNING
Wide open spaces
room for all to roam,
if not for the overwhelming fear
crushing in on me.
Vast areas suddenly feel small
as the last drop of air
is sucked away,
leaving palpitations
a a sheen of cold sweat.
Insides shake and quake
as the id and super ego
all pray for the same ...
get away ...
run ...
to be done with it all.
Will no one help?
Doesn't anyone else feel
the anxiety and fear?
Deep breaths, repeated mantra
helpmehelpmehelpme,
give an illusion of self-composure
but pedaling like hell under the surface;
too many people,
Not enough air to breath,
drowning in plain sight.
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