when panic finds me:
it comes without a warning,
a thief in the dead of night,
stealing breath straight from my lungs,
turning calm into fright.
my chest tightens like a vice,
a pain i cannot see,
each breath a jagged struggle,
as it takes its hold on me.
my thoughts begin to scatter,
like glass upon the floor,
shards of all my brokenness,
slicing deeper than before.
the memories start flooding in,
like a dam thats given way,
the past i tried to bury deep
is here, begging me to stay.
my head becomes a hurricane,
a storm i cannot flee,
every thought a deafening roar,
spinning violently inside me.
i remember every failure,
every scar i ever earned,
every voice that ever told me,
that love is something i must burn.
and its all too loud, too painful,
i just want it all to cease,
but the panic doesnt listen,
it doesnt grant release.
i claw at my skin, desperate,
to find some sense of ground,
but the world keeps spinning faster,
and im lost within the sound.
my heart beats like a war drum,
an erratic, pounding scream,
i wish for peace, for silence,
to slip into a dream.
but here i am, still fighting,
for a breath i cannot find,
wishing panic wasn’t a prison,
that traps me in my mind.
i try to ride the waves of it,
to float until it ends,
but the waters cold and endless,
and im drowning once again.
when its over, im left broken,
a shell of who i was before,
shaking, hollow, fragile,
always waiting for one more.
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poetry
Poetrytrigger warning. dont expect you to read this, words are simply that. just words. but if you do i hope you enjoy 👍 and if you relate to any of these, im so sorry. (all of these are original and written by me unless its said otherwise) might also in...
