Lilog224ever
This poem is a raw dive into the fractured reality of panic, anxiety, depression, and the blackouts that shape a life unseen by most. It follows the journey of one person navigating streets, memories, and moments of sheer terror, walking a path where the body and mind betray each other. From the pounding heartbeat that feels like it has escaped the chest, to the trembling hands and pinching pain in the left arm, every line is an unflinching reflection of what it's like to survive in a body that reacts before the mind can understand.
This is not just a story of panic attacks - it's an intimate confessional of trauma, empathy, and the struggle to maintain stability when the world seems too loud, too heavy, too dark. It's a reminder that even in fear, chaos, and confusion, there is movement forward, there is agency, and there is the quiet determination to survive. For anyone who has walked alone through their own storms, who has felt their heart outside their chest, or who has stared into the void and kept moving, this poem speaks to the flesh, to the bones, and to the unbreakable spirit inside.