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.