Everyday problems

Taking a different route home, i felt my knees buckle as i dropped to the ground my hands immidietly going up to my throat. This choking was familier and my shakey hands quickly left my throat to reach for the content of my bag which was strewn about the hard concrete. I gripped the needle for dear life for swiftly injecting the contents into my thigh gasping for breath as my swollen throat opens slowly. I take deep breaths tilting my head to the sky letting the sun hit me through the trees leaves, and it's only then that i noticed bee hive hanging directly above my head.