"panick" poems
I die everytime i see you.
And i see you every day.
I have a panick attack from the thought that you don't love me like you used to.
Im a drunk.
Im a ******* drunk.
Not a drop of alchohal in my blood but im always ******* drunk.
Im not what you think i am.
I didn't mean to hurt you.
Please. Im ******* begging.
Please.
That wasn't me.
You know that wasn't ******* me.
I know i did it.
But it wasn't ******* me.
I have night mares.
Please.
Please.
I dont want you back.
I ******* hate you.
Why do i ******* love you?
***** dont ******* touch me!
All i ever wanted was that touch!
Please forgive me..
May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 9:17 PM UTC
i woke up this morning
with a snowflake on the tip of my nose
and i thought i became a sleepwalker.
its the first time that im haunting
the dreamworld
with my eyes wide open
and i believe.
i was sleeping actually. and it was
fog
and hoarfrost
and everything smelled of oranges.
mom says it smells like Christmas
but i dont sense any pine-tree.
so no.
the snowflake melted and i still did not wake up and i almost had a panick attack because i was not sleeping, i was not awake either and i was home, where it is impossible for snowflakes to fall.
tangerines. yes. not oranges.
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 3:18 PM UTC
click clack, sound of the track
busted lighter, jilted firefighter
****** mosquito bleeding blighter
coffee cup, record stuck
panicked post boom stuck in a rut
had you'd never seen her, been her
watched her fly by
is it a plane, wonder bush, brick lane spy
fallen tree, dropped whispers ina wood
shoulda, woulda but never could
pushed by the wind, running around
set off faster, harder, leavin the ground
seen more war than a nu-rave punk
hit the pavement harder than a skool boy drunk
deeper, lower than before
been round the world 3 times over
prayed harder rollin around in clover
teemin, screaming anticipation, panick buy
obsessed with cuckoo, escape with a sigh
darker, lighter, tougher, cornered and lame
call my breath, take my name
shame, dusted, glory be no more
music drags me back from the shore
vacumn packed, culture vulture sister
pierced hot poker, stoke her, twist her
throwin pieces, jigsaw puzzle in the grass
pull my hair, bit my cheek, slap my ***
shorter, tighter loved a whole lot longer
pushed behind, throw back 80's stronger
straightened, heated from a blue rinse dude
i am sitting her 3 minutes from rude
throw me away from here, take a stand
eating raw from inside the hand
ruined, borken levelled tiger print sweater
20 marlboro, 2 strokes and its better
dangermouse, grotbag loved forever
tether me, feed me, clothed in dried leather
Bowie, polka dots, illuminated lights
star brights, fist fights, just rights
scuffed my heels on your broken walk
shut your mouth when you talk
broke you, stalked you, wounded you down
turn away from rain as we run thru town
just like a fire
black crow eating berries from the briar
sacred high, dancing beauty
eyes black and smarting, ****** up cutie
batman, she-ra, Holy ****** Cow!
Look at me, **** me
I'm a big girl now
Jan 21, 2013
Jan 21, 2013 at 5:01 PM UTC
They're gonna try to use my lyrics against me in trial
To prove I've been running for ah thousand miles
Many styles but the flow ********
Ten years gone ah prisoner of war
To live like that with the weight on my back
Ain't no ******* joke homie staying on track
Ese panick attacks to all my rivals
When the news hit the neck about my arrivals
It's called survival for the strong stay alive
You ain't gotta be like me I ain't trying to misguide
Just provide ah course eye view
Of what it's really like for ah chosen few
That's what I do I put your life in this
Ah street gang corrido is ah underground hit
From the face event you might hear the violence
But if you didn't keep you'll find peace in silence
Step in the booth I payed all my dues
If you check new tourist it's like two million views
The reviews say I infuse
That lowrider crews L.A County blues
Some win some lose
In their grave they snooze
While the DJ cut it up on the ones and twos
That's cool that's what the criminal say
So I'ma keep riding homeboy no delay
Big C Rock Mac 11 spray
Got the people in the zone ******* no bang
Put your hands up now put them down
Only the selected could cancel the crown
The rest of you clowns get faced down
Las puertas del Infierno ese that's my sound
Notorious Enemy that's how I get down
Ain't giving up nada catching no rebound
So album after album that I keep on dropping
Letting everybody know there ain't no stopping
This my coffin so bury me in it
Intellectual metaphor bout the music business
Mental fitness along with lyrical sickness
Loyal getting ready cross examine ah witness
Bout to fix this
Situation at hand
Cause my presence on ah stage ese high demand
Here I am
C Rocka the legend
Ink oozing out my pen is carving ah message
Say I'm destined to lead ah battalions
Sentenario change wing that's my home in Dalan
Not Italian but you get it kapish
I'ma sit up in the cut till it's time to release
My dominion's of angels and demons
To the scene where it's needed
Cause my people's is fiending
Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 8:07 PM UTC
The ocean called me to the roaring waters,
I crashed to the depths held fast by it's furious glory.
Panick stricken I fought to find my way-
my lungs burnt with salt
and my soul anguished over all my dreams that would die.
At fist Ihated this cruel bitter sea,
but she answered soft as heaven
with her love song for sailors and
other lost souls.
Peace flowed from the blue depths
and I knew I'd never leave.
Dec 10, 2009
Dec 10, 2009 at 6:44 AM UTC
The cordior is silent
Not a scream to echo off the bare walls
Wet dripping feet
Hang , body suspended in the air
I'm observing
From outside the room
Shivering and scared
But stuck there
The room is dark
And there in the middle if the room
Lies a bed
Straps on the side
A door slams behind me
Who's there?
Oh love
Oh love
I see you there
A shiny flower
In your hair
I hear these words sung
Echoing through the now black
Halls
Terrified tears concur my eyes
Don't let it be real
Oh love
Oh love
I see you there
A shiny flower
In your hair
Closer now I begin to panick
Please let me awaken this nightmare
Memories unwanted
Soaked in terror
His face painted on the walls
In my mind
These words haunt me ....
Even in my sleep
Oh love
Oh love
I see you there
A shiny flower
In your hair
I'm ****** from my feet
Pushed to the bed
Strapped
I scream
Please let me go
Please!
I'm choking on my tears
I'm so scared
I can taste the ***** in my mouth
Let me awaken
Let me awaken
Nov 13, 2012
Nov 13, 2012 at 10:26 PM UTC
When from my dreams I waken in the night,
and there my seeking arms still find you gone;
I panick, as the visions all take flight;
for I forgot, in dreams, I was alone.
With tenderness I think of you, away;
as if by reaching out I'd touch your star.
But I know I could never make you stay
and so I long for you just where you are.
I know you wish you too could be with me,
and when I wake, you then begin to dream.
For half a world away, you'll always be,
and true love cannot be what it would seem.
The sun and moon still dance on to their rhyme,
in your half of the world, and then in mine.
Oct 19, 2011
Oct 19, 2011 at 11:23 PM UTC
We runnin' round like little chicks
Ready for a'slaughterin'
Farmer Gov comes out
Feeds us all little pells'
Buckah buckah we all crien' out
Farmer Gov scratches and plucks our feathas
One by one by one
Then throws us out and feeds pells' again
Eventually Farmer Gov a'slaughterin' us
He line us all up
An' sleets the throats with hees shaaarp knife
An' we jus' watch along as our other chicks *** cut until we a'panick when it's our turn
Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 12:43 AM UTC
You have lost it, haven't you?
You have lost the one thing that separates love from its counterpart.
I am sorry,
But more so thankful,
For your first hand experience with destruction.
My dear, my advice to you is to be destroyed.
Watch patiently as your world gradually turns upside down,
And don't you dare expect to stay grounded.
Let yourself fall right into emptiness and embrace the cold,
Darkness wrapping around you.
Do not gravitate to the stars,
My love, warmth doesn't always comfort.
Darling, Panick if you need to.
Bring your body to life;
Stay alive.
Embrace your sorrow,
It will be the only thing that stays with you,
For now.
Oct 10, 2015
Oct 10, 2015 at 4:10 AM UTC
I have nothing to offer you
The boy who has seen it all
They are all prettier, heels high
Bullet in chamber, want a piece of you
drives me nuts
So I turn, tuck my fear, on my heels for the run.
He had a silver spoon, then built an empire of gold
They whisper, they try to be the diamond
On your lapel. hurting my eyes
A clown in my best dress, I panick
An amateur to a critic, something too beautiful to touch
I have nothing to offer you, maybe I can cook
In your shirt, omakase on counter.
Maybe I can purr and sunbathe, wink and
dance in the streets, holding you in the crowd.
Wear a collar and paint my nails red on the lawn
I have a temper, I can be tamed too
If only you could see,but I bet you have seen all this before
I have
nothing to offer you at all
I wiped my tear off, they all looked at me with disgust
My lips were crimson, theirs drip blood
I should have known it was vain
Impressing the boy who has seen it all
Playing with fire, sinning with no return.
"I am very nice, don't be scared."
I turn around. You wipe my tears off. They gasp.
Maybe tomorrow you will stay, or you will be gone.
I reached for the light, one night, even one.
I want to belong to.
The boy who has seen it all.
Jan 22, 2018
Jan 22, 2018 at 8:16 AM UTC
Somebody once told me they didn't know what slam poetry was
I stared at them waiting for them to laugh
I truly thought they were joking
They weren't
My mind internally interrogated her
But what do you do when you're feeling something so intensely you hold your breath and your whole body freezes
What do you do when you can't talk to anyone about what you're going through because they don't believe you
What do you do...
But then I realized
The only reason I know slam poetry is those nights I sat with a blade by myself in the dark of my room late into the night wondering whether it was more of a sin to **** myself or to be gay
The times I was having two to three panick attacks a night and had no one to hold me
I realized that she didn't have mental health issues
I realized she wasn't queer
I realized she didn't have any minority status besides being a girl and she didn't even feel strongly about that
While I'm still not a fan of those nights in the dark by myself with only a phone in front of me
I'm thankful for the voices and words who conveyed such emotion to let me know that I'm not alone
To let me know that someone feels as passionately as I do
To give me words to feel my feelings
So I'm glad that girl didn't know what slam poetry was because it meant she hadn't suffered but I hope one day when she finally hits a bump in the road that she finds friends in powerful voices just as I did
Aug 24, 2017
Aug 24, 2017 at 1:58 AM UTC
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Death in the streets
Sidewalks of blood
Innocent souls
Slaughtered in the name of...
Monsters and demons
Life does not matter
Panick and fear
By heartless ******** who...
Claim it's their deed
Praising a shadow
Twisting its words
Till terror becomes...
A way of life
Behind locked doors
Under the covers
Wondering why...
All our governments do is...
Apologize
Jul 15, 2016
Jul 15, 2016 at 6:35 PM UTC
I can tell I'm drowning, no-one's coming to save me,
Not even my parents care about their "special baby",
I can feel waves of panick, washing over me,
As I try to fight against the strong pull of the sea,
My strength is fading quickly, my energy's nearly gone too,
I can't hold on much longer, I'm done waiting for you.
Jul 26, 2013
Jul 26, 2013 at 11:23 AM UTC
I do not, and I will not write for you.
(That way I will be content)
Instead I try to write about art
How do these colors make me feel?
Or that small, intricate detail which becomes:
Beautiful due to your consideration.
It seems as though it is always
One attempt or the other
So instead I try to write about that endless tunnel of water
In which I drown comfortably, consciously, continuously
All of these things, i'll try to write about instead,
But poetry is my sickness
I panick, and I cough, choking on something that isn't there.
I look away quickly as I resurface and remember:
I do, and I will write for you
(That way I will be content)
Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 1:06 PM UTC
When my glance meets his stare
I am lost in his eyes.
I panick, burned by the intensity,
And dart my own eyes to the side.
Longing to reach out and trace the lines of his shadowed face out of pure wonder
With my pale, trembling fingers.
Wishing in that same moment,
That I am inside his arms
Where I am home, and steady and at peace.
But when he reaches for me, I begin to tremble, out of fear, the fear of my own heart.
And when I pull away, and my frozen stare meets his burning one,
My mind goes blank and my breathing stops.
May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 10:18 AM UTC
All consuming, absolute continuing sadness
It never seems to resolve itself
Go through the motions to get to the next day
And you eat, sleep, go to school, repeat
Until one day you think you've made it
But then you'll look at the photographs on your wall
And you'll smoke a cigarette
Nostalgia will begin to set in your mind
You'll sit beside your two-story foot window and remember just over a year ago how you made a trip out of one; the attempt to commit your ****** life to hell
Oops.
Then you'll get anxiety because you threw away all your razors and you'll panick
You'll lie down and cover your head with all your blankets and you'll forget
you'll forget
to eat, sleep, go to school, repeat
And you won't make it
Because sadness is sickness
The kind that is terminal
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 12:31 AM UTC
Every day waking up to a panick attack
Sound asleep given no time to react
For the oncoming onslaught of pain
Like an asthma attack you gasp for air but to no evade
So you curl up and accept your fate
Then over an hour or so it slowly leaves in waves
Left with a residual feeling never to fully dissipate
Mar 20, 2022
Mar 20, 2022 at 9:43 PM UTC
I hate lying here awake
with thoughts running
through my mind
When I panick
as my mind over-powers me
and my head receives anxiety
no one will care
to be beside me
(c.r)
Jul 3, 2013
Jul 3, 2013 at 5:59 PM UTC
You aren't in my life but I still feel controlled by you
I apologize for things you would get mad at me for but others wouldn't
I still flinch when I get texts saying certain things that shouldn't make me panick
I suppress my feelings and I try to save others because I couldn't save you
I don't know if you're dead or alive
Either way I will never get my questions answered
You clung to me as much as I clinged to you
You took the breath out of me and replaced it with poison
I lost all the people that cared because of what I had done to keep you
I still feel like it's all my fault
It wasn't my fault
You were 17 you took advantage of me with your snake like ways
You slithered your way into my life
You knew I would fall for you.
There was no way out only in
I'm still in a game that you left a long time ago
My life is still scarred by a 13 year olds wish to feel
I just wanted to feel
And trust me I felt
I still feel but not what I wanted
They say careful what you wish for and now the only wish I make is that I was the last that you got a hold of
Jul 28, 2017
Jul 28, 2017 at 2:27 PM UTC
Panick.. Insane panick, eyes that dart like marbles in a glass sphere, mind racing faster than neurons allow, insanity breathing down her neck...desperation..and anger..and powerlessness, and pain and tears. After such torment, why would she trust another ... Why should she not be stronger than damsels and wiser than queens. Noah_arkenswagg
Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 9:18 AM UTC
Members of high table ,
Purporting to be posses,
emmaculate hearts,
Claiming to be closer than not,
To the promised land.
To the masses out there ,
Panick you not,
Let no one intimidate you,
Not even their dang captains,
What do you think they own?
Only hopes and streak of failures.
From the little I have seen,
Having joined them a dozen months now,
My sisters there are but decently put ******
My brothers are the thirstiest ,
Never satisfied with fruits from Eden,
Couples and other untold lot,
Are refuge seekers totally desperate,
And at the table all look innocent,
Like children and the congregation is on a roll,
I tend to thinks its safer outside than inside.
Jun 24, 2018
Jun 24, 2018 at 5:28 AM UTC
The familiar sting calms me down
From the panick that built up in my chest
In my head I know this is wrong
But there's no way to stop
It temporarily takes away the pain that will
Forever last in my soul
From the day I was born
To the day I leave this Earth
I felt like I've been to hell and back
I fall asleep and wish to never wake up
Though the next day
I am disappointed to find myself getting up
The fake smile on my face is for my friends
Because they're the only ones who understand
Life can be heaven but it can also be hell
I just wish that these flames of hell would somehow evaporate
And my life will go back to the peacefulness it was once before
Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 10:43 PM UTC