Panic [Poem]

I shot the walls envelop me closing in it becomes for the journey thought that I ought to exterminate before it replicates what twenty, thirty more sleep through the door they're hundred cover the floor sweeping me into a sea of salty tears.

one two three, three, breathe in then breathe out it's about time to learn to breathe it's been 19 years yet here I am not from running a race stuff from my racing mind that somehow lags behind
was doing a mile ahead of the crowd it's loud too loud in this tiny room
trying to consume me hallways break.

Hey everything will be okay the Lord seem true but through them i still feel the sea witch to embrace the tile and as the kids I resist the urge to survey the damage but the darkness becomes deafening and as my eyes spring open.

The left where it was before the light shining through the curtains and the
Fantasy animals inside my head head