The panic started small,
Nothing noticeable,
Nothing strong,
It slowly grew,
With no reason,
Everything grew,
Ten times its size,
The light turned dark,
And friends turned dark,
The panic gripped me tight,
And whispered to me at night,
It made me think,
There was no hope at all,
As it stole my voice,
My breath,
My mind,
Then it just stopped,
Like a switch was flicked,
I thought it was all over,
That I was safe,
But it only took a break,
When it returned,
Everything blurred,
I felt so faint,
And I could not breath,
My mind was clouded,
And my throat was tight,
The panic grew,
Oh it grew so much,
The panic is a monster,
That hid very well,
But once it was time,
It didn't dare hide,
For it was strong,
Stronger than before.
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Depression Poetry Book
PuisiThis is where I will write my poems. These poems are based off my feelings and life, so mostly, if not all of them are sad. - Poems will be added when I get inspired to write them.
