Protracted

You arrived like a hail storm

ice pellets of breathless

slamming against my skull

you left when I asked for help

Alone in a pitch black tunnel

I crawled toward the light of an artificial sun

tiny golden flecks of glitter

stuck to my sweaty palms

scratched the corneas of my eyes

I found the way out

pungled into the lukewarm water of

psychotropic withdrawal

brain zaps 

eclectic glitches

misfires

Anxiety, I miss you