Panic

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Pounding in my chest
I can't breathe. 
The only time I get away 
is when I sleep. 
 
Nausea
fear. 
How did this happen?
Am I safe here?
 
Constantly worrying
it will strike again. 
I worry all the time 
I lose my appetite. 
 
The ground around me darkens
life flashes. 
Worries surround my head 
my heart drops and shatters. 
 
You have no idea what it is like 
to live my life. 
If you did 
you would not judge me like you do. 
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Comments

savigirl14

This poem is simply incredible I love your tense emotions

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