Worrying about it will only make it worse

Here comes…
the sudden rush,
Of a different feeling.

A whole new light,
One where the red is more prominent.
and the constant moving through my mind,
becomes sudden squatting in my veins,
And the thought of what comes next,
Leads to the thoughts taking over
where I once had control.

Flustered in the shadows
I can think of nothing else.
Confused and silent
I can hear all the thoughts
I don’t want to have…
worse yet,
they’re burrowing into my mind,
Deeper and downer
to the core of the problem,
Where one day
(I think.)
I will explode from within.