Wednesday, July 21, 2010

panic attack

too much breathing
too much seething
every thing is
round and round and

crawling blindly
i can't see
the pounding
deafens every me

and scratching, scratching
searching, patching
latching down the
problem sea

my worries flood
a tidal wave
i'm breathing too much
suffocating

grasping, grasping
ever lasting
never ending
ending, ending

all i hear
is wrongful words
the hateful words
i can't make out
and all i smell
is acid hate
the panic state
the vomiting
i'm coming out
i'm coming loose
i'm falling out
i'm { } abuse
i'm down
my life
is bleeding
out
out of
control
i'm losing
hold

i'm gone!
and now i'm gone!
i can't be found!
i'm gone! i'm gone!

do not know
where i was then
i cannot tell
the world was bent
i came back now
but not for long
i don't know when
i will be gone

i will be gone
i will be gone
i will be gone
i will be gone
i will be gone
i will be gone
i will be gone
i will be gone

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