My heart is hammering
in the stillness of the room
as the walls begin to tilt
and the hallway narrows
my breath becomes thunder
shadows paint the walls
and everything starts to spin
as the silence becomes a sound
locked inside my own skin
screaming to be released
each breath is a battle
and panic is calling my name
a constant fear of impending dread
obliterates once quiet thoughts
time once more, bends in the dark
no hand reaches in to save me
once more I am drowning unseen
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 