My Panic Attacks Are Back
Please god stop them I am frightened
My Panic Attacks are back
Panic attacks are back again,
please God take them away.
They arrive without warning,
stealing the calm from my day.
My chest does not feel tight,
instead an icy cold begins,
creeping up my arms and neck,
like fear seeping into my skin.
I feel hungry sick without a reason,
my stomach turns and turns,
the room feels like it’s moving,
even when everything stops.
I feel faint and i close my eyes,
like I might disappear,
my body shouting danger,
when nothing bad is near.
I try to breathe through seconds,
counting moments one by one,
waiting for my heart to remember,
that I am safe, that this will pass.
These attacks come like shadows,
from places I cannot see,
I pray for quiet inside my mind,
for peace to come back to me.
Panic attacks are back again,
and I am tired, worn, and afraid,
please God hear this whispered plea,
please God take them away From me.
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (2)
A very meaningful poem. Look at oils like lavender and franicence to breathe in and out. Maybe certain aspects like tree hugging helps and my go to off course crystals and standing bare feet in your room to ground you. Thank you for sharing such an open and meaningful poem again many can relate to.
You have to find solution? Fresh air. Self-talk? But see such a meaningful poem emerges around it.