Claustrophobia
Your screams echo endlessly
Without response
As diluted figures
Torment you endlessly
Drowning you in your own despair
You are isolated
Yet so closed in
That you’re being crushed
Heaving in air
through your damaged lungs
Polychromatic colors cloud your vision
As you claw at your head
In a feeble attempt
To be released
From this endless abyss
That is so evidently,
your own ruination
This poem is about:
Me