the fear
Closing in all around me,
a fear I can't describe.
All shaky and confused,
I think I'm going to die.
Thoughts so unsettling
are blocking everyone's attempts.
When all they try is to help me,
I can't make sense of this.
My heart hurts,
my head hurts,
and crying about it
only makes it worse.
Nobody can ever
truly understand,
and unless you've gone through it,
you wouldn't stand a chance.
It's just anxiety,
another day of black.
You must think that I'm crazy
But It's just another panic attack.
This poem is about:
Me