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Stop. HO-NH-NH2
panic attacked this,
Is this a heart attack it’s,
Racing my pulse,
Erasing words from my mouth,
Time,
and everything else
terrified
to make a scene or a sound
Can’t ask for help
Thinking Rational always blurred out
Tunnel vision leads to fetal position
Dying still silent
Synthetic by design
It’s just In my head,
I know
Only to Fall for it every time
Stop
I need this to stop
Stop
I need this to stop
All of this is
happening too fast,
I Need breaks
Between attacks
Starting to wearing me out
Thought I had this figured out
Hearts taking a beating,
Chest feels caved in
bearly breathing
But keep fighting till
I get this figured out
Until then I’ll want this to
Stop
I need this to stop
Stop
I need this to stop
Is this a heart attack it’s,
Racing my pulse,
Erasing words from my mouth,
Time,
and everything else
terrified
to make a scene or a sound
Can’t ask for help
Thinking Rational always blurred out
Tunnel vision leads to fetal position
Dying still silent
Synthetic by design
It’s just In my head,
I know
Only to Fall for it every time
Stop
I need this to stop
Stop
I need this to stop
All of this is
happening too fast,
I Need breaks
Between attacks
Starting to wearing me out
Thought I had this figured out
Hearts taking a beating,
Chest feels caved in
bearly breathing
But keep fighting till
I get this figured out
Until then I’ll want this to
Stop
I need this to stop
Stop
I need this to stop
Published 19th Dec 2019
Author's Note
Just describing a panic attack wanting Serotonin to get by back. Like I’d be sitting in a desk freaking out in my head gasp as silently as possible for air feeling my veins pumping raised on my skin thinking I’m dying but to afraid to say anything and hated that feeling
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