Stop. Breath. Abide.
This feeling, too, will pass.
Concentrate on the knot inside.
Let it go. Relax.
There is a heat in my head
And a feeling of drowning in my chest.
When I close my eyes, the dark is red.
I need reprieve. I need rest.
So I fight my way to the surface;
Clawing at each shred of wonder.
I look to you. Look for hope in your face.
But you lazily push me back under.