Agoraphobia

Even though this poem is fictional, it's reality for certain people.

I suffer from agoraphobia, I'm afraid of open spaces.

I never leave my house, I don't go to other places.

When I try to go out, I feel faint and it gets hard to breathe. 

I have to go back in my house immediately, I can't leave.

I haven't left my house in over twenty years.

When I think about what I've missed, it drives me to tears.

My sister told me to get some help and she decided to insist.

Now at 4 P.M. on every Friday, I get a visit from my therapist.

Sadly, many other people know how I feel.

This is no laughing matter, it's a terrible ordeal.

I hope that my therapist can help me and I'll be able to go outdoors pretty soon.

If that does happen, I'll be so happy and thankful, I will be over the moon.