Fight, Flight or Freeze

Fight or flight is what they say,

Put up your fists or run away,

But, maybe I don't have the strength,

Or stamina to run the length.

Regardless of my brain's intent,

Or the messages my limbs are sent,

My feet become heavy like lead,

And all my senses are rendered dead.

I'm like a snowman frozen in place,

My mind a hardened, empty space.

Cannot move, don't want to think,

Waiting anxiously on the brink.