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Panic

August 30, 2018
By beani-aesthetic BRONZE, Arroyo, Other
beani-aesthetic BRONZE, Arroyo, Other
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My hands are shaking

I can’t catch my breath

I can feel the tears rising up again

Before I know it, it’s already happening


A panic attack


I can’t relax

My back is pressed against bathroom wall

My head leaning on the sink


My hands won’t stop moving

Shaking

Quaking

I can’t make it stop

How do I

I can’t

Make it stop


I drop my head, trying to focus on something else

My khaki pants

Small brown stains are forming on my lap

I feel my face

I didn’t even notice

I’m crying


It spikes a little higher


I can’t breathe

I can’t seem to get air into my lungs

And I think I’ve forgotten how


I dig my nails into my skin and try again


1-2-3-4

Hold

1-2-3-4

Release

1-2-3-4

Hold

1-2-3-4

Release


I blow out a stream of and and try again


Improvement


1-2-3-4

Hold

1-2-3-4

Release

1-2-3-4

Hold

1-2-3-4

Release


My hands stop shaking and I bring my attention back to the room


1-2-3-4

Hold

1-2-3-4

Release

1-2-3-4

Hold

1-2-3-4

Release


I stand up

I look in the mirror

The moment has passed


The panic has moved on


The author's comments:

Uh, pretty much this poem is about a panic attack. I know how they feel and how horrible they are and I know sometimes people get bullied for it. Which is really dumb because, why would you make fun of someone for something they can't control? I wanted to show people that panic attacks suck. They make you feel like garbage. But you can get past them. They don't last forever. You are stronger than your anxiety. Don't ever doubt that.


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