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panic attack
I try and box breathe around
a mouthful of biscuit
without inhaling any crumbs
It hits just like that
skin flushing
burning
telling me I'm on fire
when I'm not
My chest tells me I can't breathe
when I can
and I have to breathe past
the way my throat lies
telling me there's no air available
to fill my distressed lungs
According to my brain
literally everything
is trying to kill me
including the multivitamin
I got down milliseconds
before this freight train
of panic attacked me
Old me would have shoved
my fingers down my throat
and cried on the bathroom floor
current me sips on coconut water
and breathes through
the symptoms that feel like dying
but are just a false alarm
in my misfiring brain
I don't know what's wrong with me
and I don't know how to fix it
Because nothing is trying to kill me
not the dark
not sleep
not my third cup of coffee
not food that makes me nauseas
not the hunger that makes it worse
not the multivitamins I bought
to try and fix the imbalance
caused by being too anxious to eat
I splash cold water on my face
and focus on my breath
and tell myself over and over
that I'm okay
My bowl of biscuits sits
forgotten on the counter
a mouthful of biscuit
without inhaling any crumbs
It hits just like that
skin flushing
burning
telling me I'm on fire
when I'm not
My chest tells me I can't breathe
when I can
and I have to breathe past
the way my throat lies
telling me there's no air available
to fill my distressed lungs
According to my brain
literally everything
is trying to kill me
including the multivitamin
I got down milliseconds
before this freight train
of panic attacked me
Old me would have shoved
my fingers down my throat
and cried on the bathroom floor
current me sips on coconut water
and breathes through
the symptoms that feel like dying
but are just a false alarm
in my misfiring brain
I don't know what's wrong with me
and I don't know how to fix it
Because nothing is trying to kill me
not the dark
not sleep
not my third cup of coffee
not food that makes me nauseas
not the hunger that makes it worse
not the multivitamins I bought
to try and fix the imbalance
caused by being too anxious to eat
I splash cold water on my face
and focus on my breath
and tell myself over and over
that I'm okay
My bowl of biscuits sits
forgotten on the counter
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