PANIC ATTACK!!!

Enmeshed in a throng,
moving slow in its hold
realized before long
there's a fear uncontrolled;

A feeling of choking
and need of fresh air
my brow begins soaking
from the sweat off my hair.

We're shoulder-to-shoulder
with no hole in sight
my blood's running colder
with the crowd packed so tight-

A panic attack!
and my heart's skipping beats!
Is there no turning back?
I must leave the streets!

Now dizzy from gasping
I fall to the ground
and black out while grasping
a curious sound;

I've always been mellow
and calm, as a rule...
<<<KNOCK, KNOCK!!!>>>
"Wake up, little fellow-
and get ready for school!"


NOTE TO READERS: This poem is not intended to offend those who
suffer from claustrophobia &/or panic attacks-I'm merely declaring
my freedom from these long-term conditions after having beaten them
through forced encounters. The conditions, to me have been reduced
to nothing more than a bad dream...