Heart pump

Breath quick

Blood rush

Palms slick

Doubt creeps up my spine and wraps his cold, spiked hands around my neck.

Breathe

Faster

Hot tension fills my body as every muscle tenses.

My stomach drops and pulls in as fear joins the massacre that is my mind.

Fear slithers and wraps around my chest as doubt scratches at my throat.

Fear slices my rib cage and doubt seeps into the wounds. Doubt’s cold hands cradle my heart.

Cant

Breathe

Cant-