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Panic

Washed up with skin soaked In that moment, I was a severe claustrophobe The walls were closing in Curtains closed; The show comes to an end Or so I thought It was fear my face brought I wasn’t meant to be here So distraught Time stood still Life was paused Flashbacks to the aftermath Praying for it to pass Waiting for the panic to vanish Can this be happening to me? Again? Trying to pretend that I’m in a place where the chaos will vacate the loft Susceptible to fear Basically lost Frightened that words will become a great loss after how hard I fought for every thought I’m on the outside looking in It’s hard to watch Arms becoming numb “Breathe before it reaches your thumbs” So vulnerable and dumb There’s more fear to come I’m on the run It chased me into my room Pounded me into the floor Parasitic and only wanting more More violent than blood and gore; affecting my assets behind my eye lids Eyes closed, but I’m not blind to this Feeling a faint heart It doesn’t seem to be beating But fear’s beating me to a pulp as I turn to the water to gulp Trembling and anxious for it to disintegrate Simply put, I need it to go away It disappeared from the heart, but it’s heavy on the mind I know it’ll appear another time It forgot to take my courage Fear left it behind for me to have another chance to find what I need out of life

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 10/28/2017 12:56:00 PM
Oh, Cody, I know it so well, and you have done it justice but be encouraged, one day you'll realize it hasn't happened in a long, long time.
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