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panic
Panic grips my chest so tight,
I try to breath with all my might.
Body rigid, muscles taut,
All this fighting seems for naught.
My heart is racing fast as can be.
I want to run, I want to flee.
What is going on I need to know,
My demons rushing to & fro.
Thoughts confused & muddled too.
Scared & frightened, but of who?
I close my eyes & wish with all my resolve
That I would cease to be, perhaps dissolve?
I try to breath with all my might.
Body rigid, muscles taut,
All this fighting seems for naught.
My heart is racing fast as can be.
I want to run, I want to flee.
What is going on I need to know,
My demons rushing to & fro.
Thoughts confused & muddled too.
Scared & frightened, but of who?
I close my eyes & wish with all my resolve
That I would cease to be, perhaps dissolve?
Published 5th Oct 2011
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