I pound on the glass,
that is suddenly separating us,
it stays solid, unmoving,
I am screaming,
but my words reach no ears,
the fear, is in the air,
itβs all around me,
suffocating me,
you say,
there's nothing wrong,
you are right here,
but the glass,
itβs encasing me,
help help,
I am yelling,
but still you do not hear,
your face is twisted,
worried,
I canβt reach you,
I canβt tell you,
this feeling of,
utter,
panic
Inspired by Panic Attacks.