Panic Attack

November 14, 2017

I can feel it coming

Like an ominous cloud

Dread clings to my shadow

Trying to climb inside my mind

I can feel it

Dark tendrils slepping into my lungs

They clench

I can't breathe

The panic slips in

I try to push it back

My attemps fail

Drops of sorrow leak out of my eyes

The emotions are released in a flood

The gate has been broken

I am lost in the waves

I am drowning

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