I feel like my heart is about to pound out of my chest.
I feel as if I'm going to have a heart attack.
I feel so desperate, so stuck.
There's no escape.
Fear starts kicking in, and I feel hopeless.
I feel like I am about to die, right here, right now.
I start breathing rapidly, I feel like I am choking.
Tears then make their way out of my eyes, and fall down my cheeks.
It's hard to take it all in, and I can't handle it.
Then like a child throwing a tantrum I start kicking and squirming, as if that were going to break me free from anxiety's curse.
The sad thing is, I know it won't.