A fear that
you cannot explain
creeps silently
through your veins.
Your lungs feel
like they could burst
while your mouth
is dry from thirst.
Panic gets
into your soul
as if you have
been swallowed whole.
How much
longer can this go on?
I want to
swap with you, my son,
to take
these feelings and run
and not to
return until they’re done.
đź’“
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Hope this passes away soon.
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