
I have them when I'm feeling cold
Or when I'm feeling hot.
I can have them when I'm stressing
And have them when I'm not.
They make me tired and restless
And always full of sweat.
You're reading this to yourself
And you've had the same I bet.
Sometimes I can over react
And it feels like I could die.
Other times my emotions are strong
And I can breakdown and cry.
Sometimes I try to hide it
Try to suffer to the end.
People do want to help
'I'm here for you my friend'
They'll talk to you as best they can
They'll even hold your hand.
It's good to have that support
Someone willing to understand.
Panic attacks are very real
They scare you half to death.
But I'll tell you this for free my friend
You fight them with every breath.
About the Creator
Lee Bevan
I write as a hobby, but think it's time I shared my work. I'm looking for feedback and recognition to increase my confidence in my writing ability.
I write poetry and short stories from different genres.
I would love to one day be published.


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