Panic Attack
For the first time in my life
Pain crouched inside me
Horribly
Emerged
On a fragile and unprepared surface
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EXPLOSION
*
My chest was pulled inward
As if it had been sucked into a swamp
Or a volcano eruption
In reverse motion
Burning, swallowing, my head
Became one big fireball
Pounding, my thoughts erased
All the pains
Went away
Instead
Of the one in my chest
After a while, everything calmed down
Breathing, calling my mum
And an ambulance
Arrived soon
ECG, blood pressure, oxygen levels
Only blood raised to the top
The reasons were financial fears
Mourning and the past
Haunting me
As if I were a wild game
Hunted down right here, right now
Thank god it’s gone away
As it was a physical aspect
Of my psychological truth
Replaced by a better point of view
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originally published at https://medium.com
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Moon Desert
UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
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