Phobia - Claustrophobia

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August 2002 Poetry

Claustrophobia.

Confined spaces.

Fear.

The walls are closing in.

The air is hot on my skin.

Closer,

and closer,

the walls are creeping in.

I feel dizzy.

I hyperventilate.

I start to shake.

The phobia kicks in.



~*~ Jill ~*~

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I wrote this on 8-1-02

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