Paolo Gioli
A mile a minute,
A minute a mile,
My heart is racing, I can hear it banging,
In the crevices of my ear drums now
The hollows of my throat closing in,
tightening deeper and deeper
as I am gasping for air;
The anxiety in my chest is an intruder as I am thinking of you.
Disillusioned, I believe I can get past it,
thousands of thoughts blurring my mind
You ask, are you okay?
An automatic smile,
No one can see the suffering but him
And I just smile
my heart beats faster,
the stresses of everyday life
consuming me alive, how can i move past this tragic demise?
I think of you and my heart rate slows,
a cure to my suffering, an answer to my hearts prayers
you make me feel as though
you are the cure to my suffering,
But you are the cause of my suffering
I am consumed by half thoughts,
assumed truths, tasks and responsibilities,
second guessings about if it was you or me
I am consumed by stress and this constant anxiety
In my chest
My hearts papilations are an assumed mess
Slow down.
hellohalima 
Great work! Keep it up xox
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