It hurts They donβt tell you that it hurts, That your chest gets too tight and aches, And your lungs gasp and scream for air, While your throat stings and your eyes swell, And burn from scalding tears, That you canβt stop no matter how much you want too. They donβt tell you that your muscles scream the next day from tensing up so much, They donβt tell you that thereβs no way to stop them, They donβt tell you that they donβt just affect your body they overtake your mind. Every fear, every small worry magnified until theyβve grown into a panic crushing you under its weight. It weighs so heavily on you all day Thereβs pain in your heart, in your mind, until it finally goes away, not today not tomorrow next week or month but slowly with time