Panic Attack

My heart's beating fast,
Hands are shaking without precision.
My palms are getting sweaty,
I think i having a panic attack.
 
I search for the nearest room,
Somewhere where no one can see me suffer.
The walls are closing in on me,
Im failing to breathe.
 
The room is spinning,
Im feeling nauseous.
Fetal position,
Shaking.

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