Claustraphobia
Claustrophobia
By Laura Dee Battle
December 19, 2014
I can't breathe today
Time is running out
Airways closing in
The things that I'm without
I can't expand this box
Claiming me, it's golden prize
The walls are slowly closing in
Like every time an angel dies
This feeling of eternal hell
To suffocate on dying pride
Maybe this is where I begin
To think that I was dead inside
It's cozy now within these walls
They fit me like a worn-out glove
To rise again after the fall
This time I'll fill my heart with love
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