Monday, September 25, 2017

Anxiety Attack

Out of no where it comes
Like a crash to your senses

You're shaking, hands like leaves 
You can't focus
The world is spinning

It's so hard to breathe
People keep walking past you

You are bent over, hyperventilating 

Counting does nothing
Your heart is racing
Like you've jumped off a building

You know it will end but it's taking it's time

Your breath is slowing, your heart too
The freight train is stopping

Once again anxiety has left you drained


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