Heart acke

Mon, 09/24/2018 - 13:20 -- mirjana

 Heart, beating fast as if we had reached the end.

Hands, shaking like the earthquake shoke the ground.

Mind, racing like kids on the playground.

It has to stop, i cant go on.

i think to myself.

As i stood up the room started spining and i had no control,

cried in my head that i could use some help.

When no one had heped me,my body shuted down.

And just like that i have had my first pannic attack.




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