Panic Attacks
It starts low in the abdomen
Clenches, tenses, aches
Until it's nearly impossible to breath!
When your heart starts racing
When your breathing shallows and quickens
When all you can think about is the
Fear, Anxiety, and the Hopelessness of it all
That's when you feel like dying...
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