My body shakes with
"Oh no,"
"What if," and
"Just breathe."
But no, my whispers
Refuse to render me calm.
My heart,
It beats a million beats per
Second.
My hands,
They refuse to be still,
Even just for a moment.
My mind,
It spits
A thousand
Hurtful sentences, faster
Than I can try to register.
Words aren't stone,
But my own words,
Are enough to
Chisel my
Soul.
Feelings should
Evaporate,
But mine are
Drowning me.
What I would do
To relax,
To take a deep breath.
This is
NEVERENDING.