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Nov 2016
Window panes let me watch my breath,
Through my car window
I wish I could see
A speed limit for breathing,
I've Lost control again.

If I hide,
If I'm very careful to stay away
From the things that keep me up
In the dead of the night,
I can say I'm doing fine.

Through my rose coloured ears
I listen to the music
That's gotten me through the years.
If I could be comforted it would be
By the voices
Of people I've never met,
So let me comfort you,
Let me hold you for a moment,
And I'll whisper my stories in your ear...

Human beings scare me,
Like maybe they scare you,
Strangers dictate my mood,
Control my breathing,
And the fear in my belly.
You aren't the only one
Who hates going to work.
If I could see your fear
Painting gruesome pictures
On your face,
And up your arms,
I'd hold you, dear.

I'm watching the glass
Fog up
With my quick breaths,
This is just another sad poem
In a see of unhappy people,
That doesn't make much sense,
But if it slowed your breathing,
Like it did mine,
If it helped you lost track of your
Panic
For a second,
Maybe it was worth the hurt
Of walking myself
Through a panic attack
Anonymous Freak
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Anonymous Freak  22/F/USA
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