The breaths in my throat,
Are stuck like waves lapping at
The sides of a boat,
Willing to be pushed out to shore,

My heart has been stopping,
Then racing,
Like ores on the surface,
Determined to win a race.

My mind,
Has been the *******,
That tangles and kills sea life
And poisons swimmers.

I have become lost,
In theses vast seas,
Just thinking of the amount,
I haven’t explored,
Gives me
So much
A N X I E T Y