Frozen.
Frozen, and yet I am still moving.
Moving at 100 miles per hour,
And yet my body is entirely
Static.
My eyes fixed forward,
Unmoving, unblinking,
Watering from the thoughts
Racing and pacing
In my mind.
Frantic,
All of the panic
Going to my throat.
My breathing constricted,
My lungs restricted.
Is this the proper way to cope?
Breathe in.
Hold.
Breathe out.
Hold.
Just do as you are told
And breathe.
Breathing would be easier
If it did not cause so much pain.
Just another reminder
That my mind may be
A gilded cage,
But it is still a chain.
I can't escape.
I am just an echo in a cage.