Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
What it Feels Like to have a Panic Attack
Fire encloses my mind.
Rages in surge throughout my veins, cold as ice.
Paralyzes my bones but ignites my thoughts with fury.
Neurons fire at the speed of light, and convulsive chaos ensues in my skin.
My heart no longer pumps in vitality, but malfunctions with fervent threats of toxic bangs.
I shake and tears seep out my eyes.
Fear becomes real.
My head pounds as blood thickens and stews, sloshing around like an obscure tidal wave at it's climax, hitting the walls that contain it.
All the horrors of the world scratching at my flesh, burning me with anger.
There is no thinking straight.
There is no breath to take.
This is my panic disorder that eats at me day by day.
Monday, December 12, 2011
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