Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2017
I can't breathe. My heart is beating five times a second.
I'm dying, help me, please, please, I can't breathe.
...
..
.
The doctor in emergency said it's just anemia.
The lady in emergency said it's just anemia and heartburn.
The man in emergency said my heart is fine, fine, fine.

I don't believe it, I'm dying.

There are bumps in my throat and my nose is running
I'm sneezing and coughing and fatigued
I don't have a fever but my chest is killing me
My jaw, throat, and head hurt periodically. How can I not be dying?
...
..
.
"Psychosomatic."
.
..
...
*******. ******* for that.
I think I'd know **** well if I'm panicking by now.
This is real. This is what death feels like.
This isn't in my head. I'm not crazy.
Q
Written by
Q  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
533
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems