October 13, 2011
It grips me like a cobra,
It refuses to let me go.
I’m screaming out, I’m sinking.
I’m already six feet below.
My eyes begin to twitch,
The panic fills my mind.
Trapped somewhere I can’t escape,
I’m seeking, but I can’t find.
The walls close in around me,
I’m tangled in an invisible noose.
I struggle until I can’t think anymore,
Someone, please, pull this rope loose.
My hands are shaking, I can’t breathe,
I pray for someone to help me out.
I’m stuck under a wave of hysteria,
My brain is filled with doubt.
I can’t sleep; I’ve been awake for hours,
My pulse is pounding rapidly.
Is there an exit from this state of mind?
Because I need to find it desperately.

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