Eyes wide open.
Mouth closed shut
Hands clinched in fists, like the one in my gut.
Whole body shivers.
Nerves too much
I guess this time I'm shit out of luck.
Air forbidden entrance.
Fear sets in.
I can tell when it happens by the tightening of my skin.
Heart racing, pulse chasing
Blood boiling for want of oxygen
World swirling in a mix of colors like the bile in my throat
Vision blurring, Head aching
Sweat like rain drops pouring down.
Like a broken record player I can't make a sound