Fear is my Jailer
Trapped by my fear; I feel like a caged animal.
I want to flee, to escape my anxiety.
But I am a prisoner of my doubt.
I am wrapped in the chains of terror created by my own mind.
My heart is pounding in my chest
It feels as if it is about to break through the walls of flesh and bone that surround it
My blood is rushing through my veins,
Much like the torrent of water that crashes onto shore during a hurricane
My hands shake. Sweat seeps out from every pore in my body drenching the clothes that I wear.
My mind is filled with indecision
I can make no choice
The "what ifs" repeat themselves over and over; like a broken record
There is no escape.
Will I forever remain frozen in this nightmare?
Will my silent screams go unanswered?
Or will I find the key that releases me from this prison that I have created for myself?
The answer eludes me, my fear remains.