Phobia

I'm stuck with this Phobia. It's taking me, invading me. I'm locked with this Phobia. I'm shaking, freezing. I feel it. It's coming. Viciously growing, In my brain, my body. I can't fight. It's too strong. This fear, I want to cry. I want to run out. Escape. I know it. It's so familiar. This scary sensation, Stopping my thoughts, my conscience. I can't avoid. It's so powerful. This anxiety, I want to die. I don't want to lose control. Me. I'm stuck with this Phobia. I'm in a virtual jail I created. I'm locked with this Phobia. I'm begging please, just take me out.