~Five~

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Between four walls and a door,
I'm sitting here all by my own,

The lights are on,
But it's never been darker,

It's a place,
Where you can't hear a sound,

But trust me,
It's never been so loud,

The voices in my head,
Are all I seem to hear,

Telling me to give up,
I feel so weak,

I try to remind myself,
Of all the times I've been strong,

But believe me or not,
I just can't hold on,

I bite my lips,
As if it will hold in my screams,

Tears gather in my eyes,
As everything turns into blur,

I know what's coming,
Is something I can't bare,

I'm alone so I let go,
Of all my tears and let them flow,

I look at my hands as they turn into white,
I could feel them as cold as ice,

They shake and I cannot control them,
They sweat and I cannot dry them,

I cry,

I sob,

I scream,

I'm scared,

My breathing becomes faster,
I gasp for air,

But there's nothing,

I start sucking it into my lungs,
Harder and harder,

My chest hurts like never before,
But I know that it will end like before,

Five minutes,

Ten minutes,

I'm still there,

Thirty minutes later,
I'm still gasping for air,

I want to let go,
I want to give up,

But I remind myself,
It will be over soon,

Can I stay with you?
My panic attack asks,

I scream a no,
I don't wanna be with you,

An hour later,
And I'm still shaking,

All by my own,
Between four walls and a door.

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