A nervous flutter

Builds

In my chest;

It's cold and yet

Radiates

Heat like a flame,

Burning

All of my confidence away.

A dark cloud

Settles

Over my mind,

Pregnant with rain that

Threatens

To cascade down,

Washing

All of my thoughts away.

An inspiration

Tugs

At my consciousness;

It's potent but

Whispers,

Unaware that

Shouting

Better catches my attention.

A fear of neglect

Phases

Into reality;

Suddenly it

Realizes

That I have missed Inspiration,

Straining

Just to stay afloat.