My heart is beating far too fast.
These numbing pounds go up full blast.
How much longer can this pace last?
I can't slow down and that's a fact.
Think I'm having a heart attack.
Medic, medic! the line went flat-
Never thought it would drop like that.
Mother of God, give me some slack.
Fighting this fight might brake my back.
It's getting hard to keep intact.
I'm getting stressed, so unrelaxed.
All these faces, which ones are traps?
Their helping hands, too far to grasp.
My wrists tied up, my shoulders stacked,
My feet sunk heavy in the past.
Is common peace too much to ask?
My sadness grows, depression vast.
"You're not enough," demons harass.
I've been through hell, long since downcast,
Looking through the wrong magnifying glass.
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