sometimes when
i'm in too deep,
i lose feeling in
my hands and feet,
and i start to
breathe too quick,
and my cold palms
become slick,
my vision is now
a blur of light,
keep calm now
my mind is a fight,
i pull at my
hair and skin,
as if there was a present
under layers so thin,
do not touch
me for i will scream,
just leave me alone
to blow off some steam.