Panic-

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I'm here not breathing
Laying against the ground not moving

I ask for your help you looked at me blankly.

Don't help me when I'm having this panic attack. You just walk away.

I'm begging for you to help me.

You hurt me.

I'm breathing heavily, I feel like I'm dying slow.

All I see is darkness around, but you're just staring at me. Not helping me.

I'm in pain. My stomach is killing me nonstop.

Crying uncontrollably. Head feels like a bomb soon to explode.

I'm in pain.

-Viviana❤
10'22'17
October, Sunday 2017

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