My mind will reel
My heart will pound
Each time my mind
Begins the sounds
The terror thuds
within my chest
It plagues my mind
Fresh from its rest
My fingers long
To claw the air
To thrash out at
The monster there
Sometimes escapes
A gasping cry
My tightening throat
So raw and dry
Powerless
I lie in wait
No way to fight
this looming fate
With certainty
This is the end
Then suddenly
I move again
The fear subsides
And all is well
Except those moments
Spent in hell
The Mewriginal 
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