Sue Morton

Clausterphobia

This room is so small, it feel like it will cave in.
The light doesn't help for it is real dim.
I am clausterphobic and I hate a small place.
A lot of people laugh at me, right in my face.
Closets, small rooms and elevators as well
I try to stay out of cause they make me feel like hell.
The walls are closing in fast and real tight.
I have trouble breathing when I try with all my might.
The doctors can't help me, they say "face your fear".
But I chicken out every time I come near.
I've tried everything - now I've resorted to a shrink.
They are said to help you at least that's what I think.
He seems really nice, about 40 or so.
I asked if he could help, he said "I don't know".
But he did help and he did real well.
Now I don't feel like I am in Hell.
When I go into small rooms, I just think a good thought.
His advice really helped, he helped me a lot.
So I'd like to thank him for all that he's done.
I have fought my fear and now I have won!

The hills, the valleys
and the bends.
Going up and down each day,
wondering if my heart will mend.

Sure, the pain will lessen
and I'll genuinely smile once more,
but the emptiness will stay
and my heart will forever be sore.

You were all I ever wanted,
and now you'll never be.
You were going to be my future;
now that has ceased for me.

I can't help this feeling
of feeling so alone,
but I just can't talk about it.
I don't want to be a moan.

So I'll keep writing
and talking to you in my mind.
Until we meet one day
and then true joy I will find.

I'm not saying
it's going to be soon,
even if it's years from now,
my joy will be over the moon.