I feel mixed up.
Its the same feeling when your stomach seems to be churning with some sort of anxiety or urgency..but you can't pinpoint what it is.
Its aggravating.
What's wrong? Why the inadequacy? Why the feeling of hanging from a cliff..clinging onto the last tuft of grass when you know it'll be a soft landing?
I'm gasping for air in a room full of it.
A manic feeling that passes through like when choking on a fish-bone.
It will pass..I know it will.
It has to.