Butterflies Scare Me

I don't like

The butterflies in the pit of my stomach.

I can't yet tell

The difference

Between butterflies

And fear.

Suddenly, I am washed with cold

And my breath shakes

As my chest quivers.

I feel that sinking feeling in my gut,

As if I have just dropped

Out of a roller coaster,

And left my chest up at the top,

I'm shrouded with what I think is fear

And my mind desperately searches,

Demanding to know,

"What is wrong?

Why are we afraid?

What is the panic befallen us?"

Only to realize,

That there is no danger.

You have just texted me.

09/21/22