A/N: I'm not gonna lie, when poetry comes to me, it tends to be rather depressing. I just need a way to vent all my negative feelings and this is how I do it! Thanks for reading and I hope this doesn't put you in too bad of a mood. Reviews are greatly appreciated, even if you just want to say "hi"!
p.s. I haven't given up on Just Hangin' Out, if you're wondering. I'm working on the last chapter and another (happy!) one shot. Thanks for your patience!
Disclaimer: I don't know if I even need one on here, but just incase I don't own the A-Team.
A feeling of invisible forces pushing in on every side.
A pressure in my very soul, building, mounting, boiling; threatening to explode.
Raw fear that rips and tears its way through me.
I need to go somewhere, to leave, but I can't.
Curled into a ball, I run my fingers through my thinning hair.
Trembling now, I try and reassure myself.
"Everything will be ok." I mutter.
The notion is as crazy as I am.
I need to hear the words, not say them.
It needs to be a fact, a truth, not the false hope that it is now.
I need someone to tell me that everything will be alright.
I don't want to be alone.
Please tell me that everything will be alright.