Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Nomophobia

My cell phone was not in the place

Where I normally do put it.

I felt my heart begin to race,

As a panic attack did hit.

I looked around to no avail,

Was panting due to my exhaust.

The worst of worst I did bewail.

What would happen if it was lost?

I borrowed a neighbor's phone to call

My phone, it was where it should be,

There on the table in the hall.

Somehow my cell phone texted me!

"Nomophobia" was text shown,

"Intense fear of no mobile phone."