I Can't Breathe

There are days that I am gripped by a fear so tight I can't breathe.

It takes hold of me, and squeezes me.

I stand there paralyzed, tears dripping down my face.

Every breath a battle, a battle against myself.

There are days where that fear lingers long after.

It taints every aspect of my life.

I watch as the light is extinguished, a dying candle in the dark.

Every corner becomes gray, becomes dark.

There are days where I can keep the fear at bay, but

It's difficult to fight a fear that you can't place, so

I fight blindly.

Every day a struggle, everyday a battle against my own mind.

But I'm still here,

I'm still fighting.