Sweet Perfume

Alone in a crowded room

with the

sickly smell of sweet perfume

Looking to find a way out

but there

doesn’t seem an obvious route.

The volume level is up to its max

And

I’m finding it impossible to relax.

Maybe if I lean against the wall

no one

may notice when I fall.

The ceiling is now closing in

I think

I might be sick in the bin.

My chest is tight and that

perfume smell

is making me think that this is hell.

My legs have gone, there is no stopping.

I am

overcome with a sense of dropping.

When I awake what will I say

to try to

explain my embarrassing display.