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Panic

Do not touch me.
Your touch is suffocating.
Your arms wrapped trying to console me.
Are like tongues of a flame.

The walls close in
The roof begins to concave
The oxygen has disappeared
I must be dying.

My shirt tightens
My organs windup, restricting
But my heart is a hummingbird
Every atom of me shakes.

Just leave me alone
Get away
Earth, swallow me whole
Let me die.

Comments4

  • johannarayne81

    This is a really accurate depiction of panic. Thank you for sharing

  • Tony36

    Awesome write

  • Tom13

    Excellent

  • Phoenix8523

    Very "telling" piece... Thanks for sharing! -- phoenix



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