PANIC

panting as I pace out the letters of my demise
aware of what I’m not aware of or have any control over
never wanting to feel this way, and yet I do, over and over again
isolated by the thoughts running through my head tying up my logic and my inner cool
coughing up phlegm of ignorance and uncertainty of what is to be, of what I cant predict

PANIC is all that it is over something I don’t even know cant even control and may not be as bad as my rapidly racing mind is making it out to be
PANIC over what may not even happen
PANIC of the unknown
PANIC of the fear of the idea that I may not succeed
PANIC blinding me from answers that will become clear with time
PANIC has taken over me……

*Marvin the Paranoid Android~Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy