everything i think has gotten high
off of fear
i cant stop thinking
this loss of control means
the end is near
so im panicking
my lungs refuse to fill with
air
so i have a hard time
telling you whats haunting me
it's like im a ghost
and they're mourning what i
used to be
but jokes on them
i was miserable
struck by illusion that
i was who anyone could see
but im going to keep fighting
and you'll have to stop hurting me
eventually
hopefully
soon enough  .