Anxiety

My heart falls to my stomach.
My hands are shaking, my mind is racing,
Where am I?
Who am I?
This isn't me...

I'm beginning to hyperventilate.
I get in my car and I drive,
away from here, away from my problems
I need to get away
I can't get away

My focus is gone
I'm shaking so hard I can hardly grasp the wheel
I feel trapped

The hyper-realization sets in
I'm aware of myself, of my skeleton,
I'm aware that I am a brain operating a body
and I need to get out
I have to get out
Why can't I get out?

Breathe in, breathe out
slowly, slowly
coming back from the edge of what feels like insanity