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Jun 2020
I was happy 7:00
9:00 A gush of death swept over me
I couldn’t move
I couldn’t speak
I couldn’t lift a finger
I cried till I passed out
I begged my mum
Not to leave my side
“Somethings not right”
I felt like I was dying
In and out of consciousness
***** on my face
Fear and panic are trying to **** me
The stress nearly killed me
My heart was rapid
I wish I didn’t feel things so strongly
Why do I think so much
I’m so weak my mind is so strong
I was given another chance
The morning never felt so long
The worst panic attack I ever had. I thought I was dying. I was praying to the natives. I didn’t think I deserved this. I don’t want to die. I’m so sorry to anyone who goes through this. I know I’m not alone
Emilia B
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Emilia B  21/F/Durham
(21/F/Durham)   
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