She asked me, “Whats a panic attack like?”
And I tell her.
“Its when you feel every muscle in your body stop.
Its when your ribs collapse and your lungs cave in.
Its when you start to shake and you can’t stop.
And you fear that every short, painful breath,
Might just be you last.
Its when you wish someone would walk in,
But you’re too scared to scream out.
Its when you feel so lost,
You can’t remember what day it is,
What you’re name is.
But you can still remember his.
And that is the thought that keeps it going.”
