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Jellyfish Apr 2015
Panic attacks for me are shakey.
I start to think everyone's starring,
I wonder what they're thinking.
My resoloution is to get out.
Then the tears come pouring down.
As they do my body follows.
I sink to the ground and try to hide myself.
The sleeves of my jacket become soaked,
And then my heart feels like it'll explode.
Anxiety is a whole nother code.
AnonEMouse Sep 2017
how appropriate it seems
today is September 11th
16 years
and sitting in the aftermath
just
not quite the same

instead of
burned buildings
and
buried bodies
theres
concave structures as
waters recede

16 years difference
in different states
aftermath

one man made
full of hate
the other of nature
calm and powerful

the sensation of both
quite the contrast
trudging through snowflakes
of human ash
weathering wind
carrying livestock to high ground

one was a peaceful resoloution
as the winds whipped
the other
the weight of sadness
of lives lost
the passing of many souls
of which we do not know

the unknown

one was prepared for
the other
we could not
but on the day the hurricane left
we will never forget

that day

walking up canal street

the skies filled with red

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