Tw: panic attack, anxiety
They tell me to breathe
To count to ten
To calm my thoughts
To breathe deeply
Inhale for four
Hold for seven
Exhale for eight.
Name five things I see
Four things I feel
Three things I hear
Two things I smell
One thing I taste
The countless grounding techniques
With breathing techniques that hardly work
Through the long minutes of struggle
As panic settles into my chest
Weighing me down to the ground
And slowly suffocating me
Screaming into my mind that I will die
Die from the rapid beating of my heart
And the lightheadedness that drives
Me to the brink of madness
As my eyes scurry across the room
Searching frantically for a distraction
Something.
Anything!
I.
Am.
Desperate!!
Desperate to stop the madness
Desperate to stop the rapid beating
Desperate to breathe!
To breathe deeply!
To subdue into tranquility
And fall into deep slumber
Without the racing heartbeats and hysteria flooding my veins
Clogging any and all rational thinking.
But the madness eventually ends
My breathing settles down along with my heart
Both returning back into a steady pace.
I take another breath and settle into my now calm state.
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