The Feeling

Bright flashing lights
blind my eyes,
Like a dear in headlights.
As I walk this thin line
Its like I have committed
A horrible crime.
Everything spins around me,
It feels like a
Million years has gone
by as I stumble
To catch my breath.
Its an ongoing
Race to the finish,
The jolts in my
Stomach won’t stop.
I’m feeling like
The living dead.
Loud noises start
To hiss at me as
I wonder what
Really is going on.