Flare

Heart racing and stopping and thrumming in the chest
While electricity sings along the nerves
a silent, screeching kind of tickling
And then muscles seize and shrink and pull you in
With organs quivering and trumbling
Making the world shake from the inside
But no one else can feel
Not even see

Everything's tight enough to pluck
Yet curled up into a ball
every sound pounds into your bones
The light sheers your eyes
Burning patterns inside your skull
With thoughts jumbled together
In a panic, too loud to be heard
Sloshing from one topsy-turvey
Just to crash against another