I know the feeling all too well.
The feeling of hands slowly wrapping around my throat.
My breathing becomes faster and unsteady.
As I start clawing at the hands.
I look around for help.
But no seems to noticed the hands.
As they start to squeeze tighter.
I let out a painful gasp as I continue to claw at the invisible hands.
I gasp more as I try to clam my breathing down.
I claw at my arms, legs and neck trying to remove the hands.
I close my eyes wishing it would just stop.
You walk up to me and see all the marks on my body.
You ask what happened and if I'm alright?
I give you a sad smile and tell you I'm fine.
Just a little panic attack.
You give me a small laugh.
Nodding your head like you know something about it.
It's not like a panic attack can be that bad, you tell me.
I just give you a blank stare and think.
I'm sorry you're right, it's not that bad.
I mean what's the worst that could happen?
A/N I've lost count of how many people have told me that panic attacks aren't that bad so stop worrying when I had one. Like thanks for your opinion on something you've never had to deal with/gone though that's just so great of you. Anyway thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it.-skellington_girl95
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Dark Poetry
Poetryjust some poems I wrote when I'm feeling low or in a dark place, my poems help me cope with my depression and other mental problems it also helps me from going all the way down in my dark times. these poems are dark, depressing and some have suici...
