I’m
fucking
dying
not enough
air
I can’t
fucking
breathe
five steps
heart
pounding
heart attack?
no,
too much
hands shaking
cold
legs going numb
help me
I’m dying
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
I’m
fucking
dying
not enough
air
I can’t
fucking
breathe
five steps
heart
pounding
heart attack?
no,
too much
hands shaking
cold
legs going numb
help me
I’m dying
cool concept, but not angst. This has no feel that the person might survive.
I am sorry. I should have read the rest of the post. I completely understand anxiety attacks.
It’s all right! Thanks hon! ^_^
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