What is this,

This feeling in my stomach?

This knotting, tensing,

Suffocating pressure?

Is it the weight of violating nerves,

Or is it just a side effect of flu season?

Why am I grasping for air as if I’m hostage,

To this murdering anxiety?

Is this pure heartache,

Sickening lovelorn withdraw?

Is this depression?

Have I lost all damn will,

To allow my body to function?

Every time I open my eyes,

Tears come crawling out,

Too weak to climb to their feet,

So they slip all the way down my cheeks.

Can barely do they same,

Why am I so hypocritical?

Maybe my mind just flu away,

And left me riddled like a virus.