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The Dread

As the panic seems to overtake me
Canít understand why it isnít releasing
Itís here when I open my eyes, and
Though I close them, Iím still not breathing

My chest starts to grow ever heavy
Itís like a vice is gripped around my soul
I canít tell you whatís brought it about
But this feeling ó itís a bone deep cold

All this time wasted trying to break free
For all the times I try to push it down
Iím realizing ó I canít run from this now
The terror is crippling, fear so profound

Iím just scared of myself, what I may become
Locked in cages, in my home and my bones
Nobody can save me, not even myself
I canít escape this feeling, a raging cyclone

So I finally take a shuddering breath
Is it safe yet or will I cause myself harm?
Oh, can you tell me where am I now?
I crave a sense of security and warmth

This hold it takes over me, unexpectedly
I wish I didnít have that dark place I sink into
Maybe this vice on my soul will finally let go
But I know in my heart, this is a breakthrough

Breakthroughs arenít final steps though
Theyíre just the necessary ones we take
Iím tired of being at its unrelenting mercy
And dealing with the sheer panic in its wake

My pace slows down, I take a look around
Iím at home, safe, where Iíve always been
Now Iíll dust myself off, and try to carry on
God, itís deafening, and where do I begin?
Written by LivDiane
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Quick spill, may edit later (shrug)
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