Haemophobia

Blood, I smell

Iron, faded and rusty

Woozy, makes me faint

My head blares and thumps

Makes me queasy

My surroundings tremble

I quiver, with unknown tremor

Everything fades, becomes paler

My inner being, trying to wilt away

To escape the panic

My head begins to weigh a tonne

The picture fades out, lightening

I fall, frozen, cold