Anxiety

A fist has grabbed my heart again
Grips me tighter, increases the pain
My heart jumps around, tries to flee
But doesn’t know the effect it has on me.

My stomach churns and twists
Being seized by yet more fists
I gag trying to keep myself inside
Constantly hating this and wanting to hide.

My brain goes into a swirling mess
I’m feeling like myself less and less
I’m dizzy and can’t stand up straight
I feel like I’m being pulled by an impeccable weight.

I claw at my neck as I slowly choke
My lungs burn and feel like they are filling with smoke
No part of me doesn't hurt, doesn't ache
I don't know how much more I can take.

I have to stop and try to get things together
But I feel myself drifting further away like a feather
I try to breathe, to push the feelings away
And slowly but surely I become calm over the course of the day