Panic Scoured
I wake up and feel the fear,
my stomach folds in a knot,
another day is here,
where my thoughts begin to clot.
Panic disorder is a cruel master,
even though its whispers are irrational,
my heart beats a million times faster,
it's a mental illness that is multinational.
It is a burden to anticipate the next attack,
but I am no coward.
I will continue to fight back,
Until the day my fear has scoured.
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