anxious
at 4 am
my heart races,
im taking deep breathes.
i cant swallow
my mouth is dry.
what is this feeling?
why does it make me weak?
why is my head pounding?
and why am i crying?
not for help,
but because my brain is banging against my skull,
yelling "LET ME OUT"
but you have to stay in,
keep yourself hidden.
i cant let you out.
you have to stay or i wont see another day.
or maybe that other day isnt another day.
i should just let you out.
put a barrel to my head and let you burst out the other end.
- j. p.
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