Found Poem- Dalton McDaniel
My face yesterday was different.
The voices were back louder voices.
My airway hissed a breath out.
There's not enough air in here.
I cant breath.
Damn, I'm having a panic attack.
I bit down on my lower lip, wanting to feel pain.
I'm not breathing right.
Gasping I put on my sweet pants.
Then a shirt.
The knot in my stomach tightened.
I went outside.
Fresh air hit me in the face.
I cut across the parking lot.
Heading down route 28.
Then the car slowed.
from Battery Brothers by: Steven Carman