Panic Attack Poems - Poems about Panic Attack

I had a dream last night. When I looked into the mirror, I was wearing a denim mid-skirt with boots, and a dramatic yellow top with feathers—things I would never wear, least of all on a steaming summer day. I looked around and found myself on the dock, where my grandparents live in Keelung, Taiwan....

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You leave the safety of your front gate and enter into fear. The early morning quiet magnifies your every movement into a noise - footsteps, breath, the sound of arms scraping against a coat. You don't want to be heard. There is nothing to hold onto in this ocean of streets, houses and motorcars. The world is bottomless and beneath your feet there is terror. You are now too far out. You...

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My heart started beating so fast I thought it would break My hands were shaking; I felt dizzy and unsteady Unappreciated, threatened, I began to run I had never done that before at a job A co-worker tried to stop me; she said I did not look well I screamed and kept running...

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When will this feeling ever stop, Palpitations from my heart. I can't go out into the world how did these feelings start. My sweaty palms and pounding head I'm just so scared to get out my bed. People will judge me I just can't cope, feels like my hearts being pulled by a rope. My cheeks are getting tingles pins and...

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Skin of Terror - Daniel Henry Rodgers (The stage lights come up slowly on Michael's face, which is crisscrossed with wrinkles from his fuming anxiety. He peers out into the gloominess at the wheel and tightly clutches the steering wheel. Perched like a set piece in a play, the brilliant moon acts like a magic wand, casting...

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I want to crawl inside a crevice Live behind the walls Hide deep with the darkness No sun or light at all I want noone to see me They can't know where I am I need to breathe, be alone They're drowning me again My tired mind keeps racing The thoughts won't stop, won't yield They're rampant, big, explosive An active brain...

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Panic Attack - I hate that you are here, Panic Attack - I live constantly in fear. Panic Attack - How on earth do I cope? Panic Attack - All I want is to elope. Panic Attack - You sure won't beat me, Panic Attack - You'll lose I guarantee. Panic Attack - So long, I bid you farewell, Panic Attack -...

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It’s chaos. Red-hot blood pumping Veins pulsing Hands shaking Sheets of black behind my eyes– Yet I’m still alive....

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Rope cuts into my bare feet Wary as I tread the line The end stretches farther than I can see My eyes veer down Expecting to find the ground miles beneath me But all I see are sheets The boulders below are just a pillow cradling my neck The humid air wrapping itself around my body, whipping as I try to keep...

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"Draw back the curtain, peek past the smile And from within the darkness growls the pain Listen closely, hiding behind the laughter As a single teardrop leaves it’s stain" "While abundant and free for all I struggle to grasp my share I am screaming inside While others go on without a care" "My demons strangle like vines Thorns drawing blood from their grip I fear...

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With macabre-like fear, I fret as Death glides near, all too near! And in my ears, buried deep, ticks a ghostly tick-tock—it's all I hear (so deep, deep in my ears I cannot sleep)! I'm manic; and with every breath I panic and hyperventilate, as...

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Feet plated firmly on the black plastic flooring. The aroma of old gas station food fills my senses. The way out of my head is to my right, the path to be free, the path to leave. But we move ever so, enough to keep me in, encapsulated in my cell, unable to be free. I tuck my...

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The rush of the waves in the shell Is as calm as my brain The waves that I hear Are the blood in my ear And my ear is going insane Deepening the roar inside the shell The rush of the waves entices a smell The smell of salty sweat The sweat that I feel Is as slick as an eel And the gross of...

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I can’t believe the panic that I feel. This surge of “scary”. . . rapidly my heart is pounding pounding. This is like the start of a bad ride I can’t get off. Surreal! My heart keeps throbbing. What is going ON? I can’t stay where I am. I need to go! But where? What can I do? I do not...

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The powerful palpitations pounding in my chest, Will my heart with stand this test, Another attack has just begun, Abracadabra out it sprung. Piercing pain constricting my chest, My ribs collapsing, the attack conquering its quest, Each breath harder, sharper, shallower than the next, My fingers hastily clawing at my chests raw flesh. Panic awakens my pale plain face, Every gasp leaves...

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