My heart is racing,
I'm on edge,
expecting something awful,
nervous, claustrophobic
feet can't stop moving.
Feeling the need to
go somewhere,
anywhere: I must escape.
From what, who, I don't know,
just that it's required.
Walls are closing in,
let me out;
feeling like a prisoner
wearing orange in my own home.
I have to get away.
Feeling's oppressive
a compulsion,
an inner drive to survive
my psyche screams out in pain
"You can't hold me here!"
I stop and breathe deep;
slowly, in, out.
Focusing on the breathing
helps the feelings to subside.
Slowly control returns.
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