Jolt

this is my first poem that doesnt rhyme.so.it sucks. this is a real thing that happens to me. idk what its called. ive heard its a real disease, idk what its called. if anyone knows, please tell me.

I'm laying down trying to sleep.

My breathing slows, thoughts drift away.

Jolt

My body's in shock, and I just can't move.

It's hard to breath, sometimes I can't.

My heart hurts with every beat.

Could this possibly be a heart attack?

Possibly not.

No white light, no life flashing before me.

I can't open my eyes, or move my fingers.

As hard as I try, I can't even murmer the faintest sound.

It feels as though someone is sitting on me.

Yet I know everything that's happening around me.

Fear is flooding my very being.

I'm so helpless.

Jolt

Shocked back to normal, but still so terrified.

My breathing, deep and staggered.

No one believes me.