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Panic Stricken

My heart is pounding fastly
Beating a hole rite through my chest
These feelings are so nasty
I can’t escape for any rest

Everything’s closing in on me
My mind begins to spin
I long for the days that I am free
And happy from within

The anxiety eats me up inside
Gets me in a terrible fettle
All these emotions I can’t abide
I just can’t get them to settle

Please nobody talk to me
As my mind will only slide
These feelings will not let me be
There is no place to hide

The voice in my head it screams
I feel like I’m going mad
It even finds me in my dreams
So when I wake I’m feeling sad

I long the voice to turn to a whisper
And my heart rate begin to slow
My mind to be more focused and crisper
And the anxiety just to go!

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  • courage is hope gold member
    October 30

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    I thought this was pretty good!

    Second line, should be "right" not "rite" though

    Other than that, it's pretty good!
    Hope.