PANIC

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