Stop...

Im sitting here shaking
The air is white, everything is
My thoughts, they are crashing in
...the walls though, those are worse,
getting closer everytime I glance up.
Why wont they stop moving and stay put, why?
What do they want from me, Im nothing.
They are almost upon me. Why arent you here to help?
This is your job, to stand over me, to spread your arms, to stop the walls.
Make them stop.
Please stop.
Please Im begging you.
Help me, make it stop.
STOP!