It starts harmless a tickle in your toes
But then it goes up, to your shins
They get tense, ready to run
It goes higher, up your leg
Past your hips straight towards your gut
Then it becomes emotions not just a tingle
A mix of guilt, anger, and fear
It’s antagonizing, but it's not over
Next it travels to your chest,
Your breathing becomes strained, your heart beats faster
And faster, until you feel like you're running laps
Up your throat, you feel like you swallowed a golf ball
And like your throat will burst at any moment
Finally it reaches your head, your mouth
Your teeth start chattering
It reaches its goal
Your brain
You feel the emotions again
Guilt
Anger
And Fear
But this time they're much stronger
You don't know what to call it
So you simply call it
A Strange Feeling
Jan 29, 2013
Jan 29, 2013 at 10:54 PM UTC
It starts harmless a tickle in your toes
But then it goes up, to your shins
They get tense, ready to run
It goes higher, up your leg
Past your hips straight towards your gut
Then it becomes emotions not just a tingle
A mix of guilt, anger, and fear
It’s antagonizing, but it's not over
Next it travels to your chest,
Your breathing becomes strained, your heart beats faster
And faster, until you feel like you're running laps
Up your throat, you feel like you swallowed a golf ball
And like your throat will burst at any moment
Finally it reaches your head, your mouth
Your teeth start chattering
It reaches its goal
Your brain
You feel the emotions again
Guilt
Anger
And Fear
But this time they're much stronger
You don't know what to call it
So you simply call it
A Strange Feeling
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