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"Snowflake In A Hot Tub"
"Snowflake In A Hot Tub" By Marcus Cooke
Once again my body betrays me
these sensations are unpleasant
i sit with my head in my hand's
waiting for the fear machine
to stop and free me.
I tell myself
this will pass
i am in control
visualize a neon sign
saying STOP
don't sink to the bottom
always stay on top.
This anxiety
is powerful and scary
my soul becomes
tired and weary
i don't need
to fight my feeling
these feelings
wont be around for much longer.
Visualize a stop sign,
this red button
has been pressed
"i am in control",
hear me
"I AM IN CONTROL"
just for once
let me believe this.
I am confetti
in a wind tunnel
i melt like a
snow flake in a hot tub.
my heart is pounding
as i breath faster
there is a pain in my chest,
it hurts
when sound turns to laughter.
rubbery legs,
light sensitivity,
they make my eyes burn
much numbness in both hand's
my vision is impaired
must visualize a stop sign
its like butlins
in Blackpool in here
please make this hell end.
And so finally,
my body returns to normal
the attack has ceased
another panic attack over
until tomorrow at least.
Once again my body betrays me
these sensations are unpleasant
i sit with my head in my hand's
waiting for the fear machine
to stop and free me.
I tell myself
this will pass
i am in control
visualize a neon sign
saying STOP
don't sink to the bottom
always stay on top.
This anxiety
is powerful and scary
my soul becomes
tired and weary
i don't need
to fight my feeling
these feelings
wont be around for much longer.
Visualize a stop sign,
this red button
has been pressed
"i am in control",
hear me
"I AM IN CONTROL"
just for once
let me believe this.
I am confetti
in a wind tunnel
i melt like a
snow flake in a hot tub.
my heart is pounding
as i breath faster
there is a pain in my chest,
it hurts
when sound turns to laughter.
rubbery legs,
light sensitivity,
they make my eyes burn
much numbness in both hand's
my vision is impaired
must visualize a stop sign
its like butlins
in Blackpool in here
please make this hell end.
And so finally,
my body returns to normal
the attack has ceased
another panic attack over
until tomorrow at least.
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