Poem: Endless

TW: Referencing anxiety and medication.

------------------------------------------------------- Ever closing and ever suffocating

the adrenaline courses through

With bated breath and stiff, rigid movements

the world slows to an aggravating pace.

Shaky hands, blinded mind.

Calming music falls on deaf ears,

Words of comfort are distorted into fears.

Clouded mindsets allow workmanship to diminish,

and frustrated yells echo the halls.

No medication, no hypnosis, no spell

allows the symptoms to break from hell.