The walls are closing in on me

So fast, their vacuum force is sucking the breath right from my lungs.

I feel trapped.

I feel I can’t breathe.

I feel I can’t move as they get closer and closer.

It’s getting stuffy, almost stifling hot.

The air is thick, and my chest feels heavy.

It’s getting dark, my breaths are shallow.

It’s getting harder and harder to breathe.

I can’t see; there is no light in here.

Total darkness.

They’re moving closer and closer;

I can feel the corners.

It’s pressing on me faster and faster, with increasing urgency.

My arms and legs can’t keep the walls from getting closer.

Trying with all my might, pushing as hard as I can.

I am no match for the strength of these walls.

Walls are supposed to be for our protection

But theses walls are going to be the death of me.