My throat tightens,
A slight twitch forms,
Until full spasms start,
My muffled voice tries to blare out,
But only tears riot out of my eyes,
And blind I become in helplessness,
Crippled on the floor I ponder,
Instead of my mind racing it is at ease,
As if for once I have control,
In this state of mind I realize,
Why this has occurred to me,
The frantic way of life beat me,
I was hit over the head, but not by stone or pipe,
By the pressure of not being enough,
The stress that weighed on me,
The hopeless dreams and goals,
The never reaching my true potential,
I am crippled in life by my own panic…
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Submission Name: Panic
