Walls

  I sit staring at
the walls,
the walls surrounding me.
  I can feel them
closing in,
coming closer.
  My palms sweating,
heart beating,
tears falling.
  I'm starting to
feel confined,
locked in this room.
  Claustrophobia sneaks
in, engulfing me.
  Getting closer still,
the walls scream
at me...
  I want to leave
this room,
to run far
away.
  I get up,
run my hands
against the wall,
looking and searching,
finding there's no door,
no escape.
  I must stay sat,
and wait until the
walls,
completely close in
on me.
  My only escape
comes with my death.