My mind is alive, thinking.

My body is robotic, acting.

My breath is gone, running.

My life is teetering, slipping.

Black Cloud has found me.

I was resting peacefully.

Black Cloud has strangled me.

I was puzzled and confused.

Black Cloud has squeezed me.

I was losing my breath.

Black Cloud does not want to go.

I was chasing life.

One moment.

One touch.

One word.

One action.

Black Cloud has left me,

Only to promise that he will find me again soon.

~ To all my friends who suffer from anxiety. You are not alone.