As the pit in my stomach grows,
The world starts to move fast and slow.
A lump of dread, a ball of fear,
It rises up and threatens to choke,
As my heart pounds in my chest so voraciously,
An antsy, blustering beat cornered within my core.
Defeating doses evolve fugaciously.

This frozen state is crippling,
I can't even make a precise decision.
A strong sense of unease,
Not even a breeze could ease.
My temperature keeps rising and decreasing.

I am on my way to the well
A gracious walk I didn't plan
A sulking heart, does that ring a bell?
Now that I think about it,
It doesn't sound that bad, I mean hell
I wish I could dive into the waves
I can't, so I need sharp razor blades
In my hand I hold the ace of spades
Whoever is responsible for it
Come and get me, end this charade.

My thoughts race, my mind is a blur.
I can't focus, I can't think straight.
I'm trapped in this moment, this hour,
This feeling of dread and elation.

I want to run, I want to hide,
But I'm frozen here, I can't move.
I'm trapped by this feeling inside,
This anxiety, this awful groove.

This clouding feeling, precipitating my palms,
I don't know whether to let go or hold back.
Has my mind stuck in a haze.
I would rather be sedated.

Totally committed to this feeling
I let it cook me, I let it simmer
Just bellow the boiling point
My head hurts, I need that joint.

Lovely is the way I chew on myself
And then gracefully I spit me out
I have doubts but will fail with no doubt
My dirty laundry won't fit anymore on the shelf
All I have left to do is worry and not sleep
Because of a thing that fixes by itself.
© .🌹.

Gulian & Juliet
@Gulian2.0 & @JJuliet

'The Rose's and Juliet's thorns'