Panic Attack

It always starts with chest pain 
Sharp pain that I can’t bear 
It radiates down my arms 
First thing I always think 
I’m dying 
My heart begins to beat 
Faster and faster 
I feel like just a little longer 
And it will fly out of my chest 
Like a bird trying to escape its cage
My hands begin to shake 
My head starts to spin
Like that boy you always see at the amusement park 
His mother says no but he continues to 
Ride every roller coaster he possibly can
Pumping his adrenaline like it’s a damn game 
I feel like I’m drowning and everyone around me knows how to swim
Every breath I take is harder to bear 
I feel like I’m gonna drop
I sit down and suddenly it stops 
I can breath 
It’s done 
I feel relief 
But then I realize that there will be more oceans to swim and roller coasters to ride 
It’s not over 
And I never know when it will happen again
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Lovejoy-Burton Avatar
May 10, 2019 at 7:00 AM
Hey Mystery Girl, the person you need to "Trust" the most, is yourself, this is the person you ALWAYS trust - well and way above all of the other shysters.....bipolar or not.
Labyrinth Avatar
May 10, 2019 at 7:02 AM
Sage Advice...
Krutsinger Avatar
December 10, 2018 at 8:41 PM
Mystery Girl, I have had one, once. It is not something you ever forget. Anyway, I have not, and you describe it perfectly. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I hope that you will stay and trust us with more of your heart.
Girl Avatar
December 28, 2018 at 11:16 AM
:)
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