The silence brings a panic. It fills the empty space. To feed this paranoia, Trapped a mental cage. The rough & jagged edges, That line this feeble state, Prevent my hands from gripping. Oh, how they shake.
This is a warzone.
A hurricane of anger. The howling winds of rage. An ocean of confusion. The storm inside of me. Slowly losing control. Desperate for a glimpse of hope.
This is a warzone.
The seconds feel like hours. The minutes pass like days. Begin to count down from ten, & don't forget to,
Breathe in tranquility. Breathe in serenity. Breathe in a sense of relief. Before it escapes.