I can see the end is near
It’s coming, and it is out of my control
Like oxygen being sucked out from within and no air to breathe
It’s like I’m drowning but no water in sight
The thought that I have is out of control
I try my best to conquer my distress
As no one can help the ongoing fear…
The danger that rises within me
I close my eyes, begging for air to fight off all my fears
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