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A Low
February 14, 2017
In the house a couple doors down,
Wrapping myself deeper in the comforter,
Surrounded by my own silence, then attacked with memories as daunting as the future.
She sits down on the edge of the bed, tentatively patting the back of my hair,
“I’m so sorry, I know you’re scared sweety.
I love you, darling, I do.”
Lying static despite shaking furiously,
Tears still leave my cheeks sticky as they slowly fall.
The smell of fabric detergent tickles at my nose,
As I tumble into emotional darkness,
Safe in those soft quiet blankets.
© Samantha W., Albany, NY
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I'm one of the many teenagers who suffer from anxiety on a daily basis. Throughout my years dealing with this, sometimes, debilitating illness I have had some days that are worse than others, one of which is this low that I had. This panic attack was one of my worst ever, and even lead me to end up in my neighbor's house because I couldn't stand to be around my family anymore.