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Panic Attack
The clanging in my ear
From the laughter that I hear
Tastes somewhat like brass
In claustrophobia en masse
It's the tears that ring true
From memories of you
It's the scream I now fight back
In this routine panic attack
These fists that I now clench
While gagging to the stench
There's never enough air
In this self-induced scare
There's a violence in my eyes
As bile continues to rise
There's a feeling of dread
In my dysfunctional head
Don't feel I'll again be okay
Or that I'll see another day
With skin tough and heart hard
Lashing out with emotions scarred
This pounding heart I now decrease
Without which I'd find no peace
As I struggle now with my strife
It's just another day in this life
From the laughter that I hear
Tastes somewhat like brass
In claustrophobia en masse
It's the tears that ring true
From memories of you
It's the scream I now fight back
In this routine panic attack
These fists that I now clench
While gagging to the stench
There's never enough air
In this self-induced scare
There's a violence in my eyes
As bile continues to rise
There's a feeling of dread
In my dysfunctional head
Don't feel I'll again be okay
Or that I'll see another day
With skin tough and heart hard
Lashing out with emotions scarred
This pounding heart I now decrease
Without which I'd find no peace
As I struggle now with my strife
It's just another day in this life
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