Airtight

You know I am not a very patient person.

My heart bleeds,

My heart is in pain,

No, it is not a poem.

It is my hearts cry.

A cry for help because I don’t know when this pain will end.

I try to hope that tomorrow it will get better but rather it hurts even more.

As I am not a very patient person,

Can this end already?

Please! Make it stop.

I try to have everything under control,

And when they are out of order I get anxious

I struggle to breathe,

I gasp for air,

These panic attacks are not pretty,

Help!

Put me on oxygen, my lungs are weak,

My head is foggy.

Help me, please.

I can’t breathe…………

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