The Battle Against the Beast
Begins as most days
the population of kids swarming to their classrooms,
As class begins, so does that feeling that urges through your body
the warm bodies, the loud sounds, the attempt to remember whatever is on the board
you know what's coming but you hope it goes away before it...
the Beast
it begins to entrap you until every breath is gone
surrounded by a room full of peers, though no one can hear your silent cry
never do you feel
so alone
so helpless
than you do in this moment
it seems like it will never end
it seems like it is your end
sweaty palms, gasps for air, heart pumping through your chest
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