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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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