panic

straw breathing through chest pain again and again-

you’re okay. it’s okay. you’re going to be okay.

walls slowly-fastly crashing in on

me- each dust fall taking vital air from me.

body battling mind and spirit trying the reminder

you’re okay. it’s okay. you’re going to be okay.

keep breathing. you’re okay

not this time

you’re fine

not this time

you’re going to be okay

okay.