Breathe
I am trapped.
By these four walls of my room,
By this skin and bone.
Locked away
And suffocated
By the pressure in my head.
Sounds seem distorted,
Like a fish
In a bowl.
The quiet of my thoughts
Turned away
By ringing and chaos.
My anxious heart longs for
The comfort of silence
And to simply, breathe.
Copyright © Darla Appleleaf | Year Posted 2014
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