Eternal struggle

Like flooding waters, creeping in I count 30, seconds, holding my breath again, drowning in agitation, overwhelmed by fear, I try to hide the pressure in hopes I don't pass out, my pores are soaked, from all the perspiration, I feel the pins and needles pushing in, my skin is ruined from all the peeling, at this point, I can't seem to win. Washed out by dead hope and desire, my soul is lost, searching for a shore, lashing,grasping and ripping the chest wide open, I count 40, seconds, once nausea can't be blocked, everything about this moment is driving me mad, I need to escape, however, my knees are to weak, I tremble while losing control to the emotional distress, my knuckles are pale, detached from reality, wounds forced with further embarrassment, guaranteed failure surrounds my day, numbness strikes my very essence.... I can't move!