-1Claustrophobia

Pure white walls; walls of madness

You enter the room; human curiosity

The door disappears; the fear engulfs as you realize

Walls closing in as its fly entered into its trap

Room slowly inching closer to crush your body down

Heart tries to escape its bony imprisonment

The wet oval drops stain and flow down flushed skin

Antarctica overcoats; Eskimos take away your warmth

Thoughts race in a marathon

You want out; you want to scream

You want to live; fingers press against your throat

The fingers’ hand leaves a lump of algae for you to swallow

Electricity enters you from the closing walls

Shiver from the ice; shiver from the space

Rivers stream from the duct of the white and color

It clumps onto tiny follicles

Then slides down with the sweat

The body curls up instinctively; your body wants out

It snails up after tasting the salt; drops and spikes of fear

Shivers rapidly tapping against your spine

Images of being crushed lower the surrounding walls

Fear feeds its hunger; white and color hide under tight flesh lids

Cold wet presses against the clammy skin

It presses more and more; the black hole has found a victim

The racing urge to move, to run away becomes stronger

Your legs grow heavier; the walls feel closer to your face

Your knees are under your chin

White and color move crazily under the flesh lids

You want out; you scream

You want out; no one hears through the room

You are on your own

But you want someone to end it for you

You must run for yourself

But you can’t; the room warped the door

You feel like moving insanely

Throwing yourself around

You try to push the walls away from you

Only one color, yet there are more

Only 4x4 box, inching to become 3x3

You look into the white madness; you see thousands of other colors

The room spins and tries to blend you within

Your legs feel like water melting from the tips

Blank madness; small space of hyperventilation

There is no brown bag of comfort; no aerial medicine

On your own when you least need to be

Hands shake worse than smokers; body becomes bumpy and chilled

Eyes losing focus; teeth rattling in their moist container

Adrenaline rushes; legs feel like moving

But they trick you; they stay as stiff as a tree

Your eyes filled with salty tears

This is the end you believe

Crushed by one’s own fear

You think of family and friends

What they’ll see about one’s fear

The mind races, the mind screams

It can’t be overcome; it is an impossible feat

Every time it will defeat those terrified

You imagine your death

Crushed like bugs on a windshield

Crushed like cans in a recycling center

Crushed like compressed car junk

Crushed, crushed, crushed, CRUSHED

You need help; you scream at the top of your lungs

Then, the wall parts geometrically; the walls push back

It hides it murderous secret to the non-fearing

Until another victim appears