A sense of death in a room surrounded by life.
Deep breath, splash of water – fear, heart pounding, cold, sweating, shaking…
Tears fall – hold on to me.
Fears grow – set me free.
A brick connected to a chain, connected to my heart I am thrust into a hole damned to an eternity of free falling.
A sense of sensing something is slowly quickly overwhelming you.
Heart pounding, deep breathing, cold, sweating and spinning in circles…
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t – it’s not that I don’t want to…I will die, explode or implode…
Tears fall – hold me, hold me…
Fears snowballing down – set me free…
The Doctor says that panicking is not an aerobic exercise.
I’ve been told there is nothing to fear but fear itself, but fear can be quite scary.