It's too tight.
All of it.
Everything.
My vision of the stuff around me
squeezes inside my head.
My chest doesn't let my lungs
fill with the positivity I need.
Where is the air?
Where is the light?
Nobody knows, nobody can
see this happening, but
the seams are splitting,
the fear of this secret pushes
up through my body,
seeking ways to escape.
Nobody must know.