Claustrophobia

Claustrophobia Running scaredFrantic and confusedThrough the doorInto another roomEach one disused  Open, closeWhat does this mean?Open againAm I in a mazeor is this a dream? I can’t escapeWindows are lockedAdrenalin pumpingbut screams are silentMy voice blocked Anxiety taking holdI cannot catch my breathDarkness comesSwallowing me wholeSuffocating into death  Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©Sue Vincent’s Thursday Write/Photo ChallengeContinue reading “Claustrophobia”