Anxiety

I swallow hard
the shaky, awkward silence
it goes down like a razor
cutting through the safety
of my cocoon, opens me
to the dizzying darkness,
my heart pounding
like a wild beast
in the cage of my chest
while a belly full of raging
butterflies explodes within ~
their sharp, heavy wings
scrapping my insides
eager as I am to flee

©Debbie Berk 2016