poisonous chocolate milk

anxiety

I feel my anxiety boiling within me
It's bubbling and starting to sputter
I don't feel in control of my own being
Am I becoming a victim of myself?
Nothing is real
All I see is the temperature rising
And only falling for brief moments.
They seem to be like commercial breaks,
Continuously getting shorter and shorter.
There's a flame underneath me
That's getting hotter and hotter by the millisecond
One day, I'm going to overflow
And I won't be able to turn the heat down.