I need to stay
sane
while my blurry
head catches up
with the depression,
that wants to swallow
me in
whole.
why did
you have to slowly come
back when I was ready?
I wasn't steady,
and stable for this.
let it fade away,
that's when you
know it's going
to go.
it won't.
my heads blurry,
filled up
with a rush
of thoughts.
I don't feel good,
I don't feel good enough.
it won't go.
I'm scared you’re going to stay,
and won't let it fade away.
on this day,
I'm trying to be okay.
I don't want it to stay.
just drink up,
your cup of tea.
sit tight,
you'll be okay.
let's hope
it won't stay for long.
just open the door,
let it be comfortably
numb.
give it a place
to sit, on this
comforting place.
go at your own pace,
it's okay. (I hope)
An old poem of mine based on my panic attacks