poetry

Night Terrors

worry
and fear
tosses me
back and forth,
with eyes closed
but not resting.
weariness
and anxiety
hangs heavy
upon the chest
until i feel i cannot
breathe.
tangled
in the sheets,
i am constricted
until panic drives me
up and awake
with a scream.

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