I'm Fine

I’m fine, then-
This crushing weight
Suffocating anchor,
Pulling my ever downwards
Rapid breaths,
Followed by less and less-
Air

I’m fine, then-
Swamped by the sickening guilt
Bile rising in my throat
Coughing, gagging on my actions
Gasping, grasping
For my life-
For sanity

I’m fine, then-
Engulfing darkness
Malicious anxiety
Tearing at my gut
Swimming,
Stretching to reach-
The light
♠ ♠ ♠
A poem about anxiety I guess. It sort of desribes how i feel when I have a huge project due the next day, but then spend the whole day doing nothing and procrastinating, growing more stressed.