Drowning

Drowning in Fear This feeling of sudden, impending doom corners me with strong arms. A deep seated ache of guilt for what wrong doing, I know not... begins tearing at my insides like a sharp toothed rat with fire looming at its back and no escape but through the walls of my stomach. I'm weakened by constant struggle and resistance. It is a vicious circle. Duty, responsibilities, expectations... neglected to avoid that fear that hounds me. Only to make the anxiety greater, which in turn frightens me into phobia... unreasonable fears. These babes of my youth, then easier to command and forced to overcome, have grown into strong, cruel men who laugh at my struggles... binding me, immobile, as dark waters flow over my head. Firming up each knot I manage to loose and pushing my head under as they laugh and laugh and laugh.