Lost, In a mind which apparently is my own, Thoughts, Racing at an unimaginable speed, Fear, Of myself and my own surroundings, Sleep, A non-existent part of the day, Body, Trembling like the finest strings on a guitar, Breathing, Like a fish washed upon the shore gasping for some air, Calmness, A far-fetched feeling currently not in reach
something small and quick written during my last anxiety attack