Disentangle

Anxiety clouds my judgment; Despair robs me of the joy that was meant to be; Like a cord twisted too tightly, the knots in my stomach curl and tighten; My heart leaps, a baton twirling in the air, tangled not free; I try to expand my lungs to inhale fresh, unchartered air; My legs cramp, crippling the freedom to move; There is a pounding, a heartless knocking, ruthless not caring; Then a deep silence as it all drifts into the void that beckons.