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Anxiety Attack // Run

by emerson_

Inhale, exhale, one. I can hear the muscles in my heart They scream in protest They cannot keep up They relentlessly fight to keep me alive She is too fast. Inhale, exhale, two. I can hear the fibers of my throat Begging for more oxygen But it will not reach them They will not live. Inhale, exhale, three. My eyes try to focus Try to collect the blur Trying to see the world as it is. Inhale, exhale, four. My nerves refuse to connect to life They will not hold their vital current. Inhale, exhale, five. Restore.
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