TW: panic/anxiety attacks, drowning, dying
I panic about all possibilities.
Others tell me they won't happen.
The panic still fills my chest.
Air now unable to move.
The panic closes my throat.
I try to breathe.
It gets worse.
The panic pushes me underwater.
Water fills my lungs.
The panic allows it in easily.
The water now fills my lungs,
Mixing with the panic as easily as breathing is for others.
The water finally exits my lungs.
I'm left shaking and crying.
I can't move.
Nor do I really want to.
I felt like I was dying.
I was panicked and couldn't move or breathe.
All I want is to breathe like you can so easily.
YOU ARE READING
My poetry, I suppose
PoetryThis is a compilation of my poetry on my mental health, thoughts, just me having fun writing, friendships, and eventually more. Some of these poems could be triggering and will have TW's on them so if you read this please lookout for those! I have b...
