My heartbeat quickens.
The need to do anything.
A sickening feeling within my heart.
I feel I must move.
My fingers, my legs, something.
Before I lose myself and fall apart.
It squeezes and tightens its grip
As if I were a rag drenched in water
Yet, no matter how many droplets free fall
The fear still saturates every corner.
It starts in my chest, but it spreads
Down my ligaments to the tip of my pen.
If only I could click away the feelings
I’d be free of this prison in the end
I stand. I walk. It follows.
This is the game that we play.
I feel my soul has hollowed
This has gone on for decades.
I haven’t gotten any better at running
But you’ve gotten better at the chase
When did you grow so big?
When did you overtake my pace?
You delude me with visions of what could become
You’ve taken on a life of your own
A seed inside my heart
Watered with fear has helped you grow.
You press my face firmly against this image
Soon I crumble underneath your weight
You make me give myself to you completely
No matter if my peace is at stake.