You first feel it in your face.
There is an uncomfortable
Warmness,
As if all of the heat in your body
Has condensed in your head,
****** from your feet -
Extremities grow cold.
You then tense up,
And shake a bit.
Afraid to talk.
Things look hazy,
And people's words go
In one ear, out the other.
You might not notice it,
But your jaw is clenched.
You become scared and trapped.
You are trapped in your own head.
Your breathing either slows,
Or speeds up.
On the outside,
You look emotionless.
It hurts the core,
And you feel more afraid.
Rinse, repeat.
Jan 11, 2020
Jan 11, 2020 at 3:05 PM UTC
You first feel it in your face.
There is an uncomfortable
Warmness,
As if all of the heat in your body
Has condensed in your head,
****** from your feet -
Extremities grow cold.
You then tense up,
And shake a bit.
Afraid to talk.
Things look hazy,
And people's words go
In one ear, out the other.
You might not notice it,
But your jaw is clenched.
You become scared and trapped.
You are trapped in your own head.
Your breathing either slows,
Or speeds up.
On the outside,
You look emotionless.
It hurts the core,
And you feel more afraid.
Rinse, repeat.
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