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Feb 2020
I lie in bed
Wide awake

What to do
I’m so confused

My heart is racing
Palms are sweating

I’ve lost control of this

Legs are shaking
Mind is spinning

Why aren’t I over this?

I try to breath
To lower my anxiety

But all I think is that I’m dying... dying

Am I really dying tonight?
I wrote this after experiencing some bad panic attacks last week. Playing this on the piano truly calms me down and keeps me from going to a dark place.
Written by
Lost Girl  19/F/Chicago
(19/F/Chicago)   
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