ENOUGH!

Because sometimes we feel poor

The heart speeds up of a stupid form

Without any logical explanation;

The fear, the terror, the panic

Confronts our capacity to feel

Beyond seeing

And shake all the cells

One by one, of our body.

The breathing starts to fail

The anxiety hurries the organism

Since the tip of the big toe of the foot

Until the tip of hair longer and spindly.

I feel fear

The noises scare me abruptly

The shock is installed in me

The anxious throat

Words that insist on not leaving

The tear that flows by the skin

Burnt by the cold wind,

The nights, these still blank

Counting all the strokes of a bell

Of the imaginary cuckoo clock

Sleep remain

But the mind doesn't falls asleep

The fear is part

But this is already too much

ENOUGH!