Reaction
Cold sweat,
pricking my skin,
runnign through my bones.
Panic,
chilling my blood,
dripping from my brow.
Breath,
choking my lungs,
drumming in my ears.
Help me.
...
That feeling when you freeze,
Your head is empty, dizzy, filled with fog.
You know you have to do something, but what.
Instinct? Intellect?
Which should you trust?
What should you do?
That's the feeling that fueled this poemish somoething something...
Also; my pageview-count today: 666... should I take this as an omen?
