
27 Mar PANIC
don’t stop running
push yourself further still
stomach ripping at the seams
Finally slowing, hands on knees
Try and catch air
left nothing to spare
searching behind
Is it here
is it near
is it there
panic filled breaths
Fill lungs of despair
A twig snapping in the dark
Neck contorts
Trembling response
What do I do?
How do I move?
I’m frozen in place
as I listen intently
to my blood race
Freddy Beans
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