buzzing bees
windy breeze
swaying trees
falling leaves

magical.

until you get;
chased by bees
tangled hair
falling sticks
a nightmare.

will it ever halt
this unnerving feeling
the walls it has built
all around me
there is barely room to breathe
the ringing in my ear
becoming the only thing i can hear
sudden shivers
sweaty palms
shaking legs
darting eyes
when will it stop?