Right now I'm trying to write an essay which is going really really badly and I kept saying 'this essay will be the death of me' and then this poem happened

Fingers poised
Words demanding to be wrote
A hand clasped around my throat
Squeezing tighter
Threatening
Forceful
Words don't come
The hand tightens

Fingers type
Words of nonsensical sense
The clock ticks
Warning
Worrying
Sentences won't form
The clock ticks

Fingers froze
The grip too tight
The clock counting down
The plan dead
The thoughts burnt
Nothing left

My breath halted
My heart stopped
Dead to the ticking of the clock