• thinkoutwritten 5w

    Panic attack

    Heartbeat fastens I catch no breath
    Afraid to hurt afraid to death
    Bounded in feelings
    I can not sort
    Sticks, like a knive, cannot be ignored
    Penetrates my heart so deep
    I just want to sleep
    Each night after daylight
    I think I am fine
    I am strong
    Nevertheless I am all wrong
    Said I am better
    My speach like a newsletter
    Telling loudly that
    What the ear wants to hear
    But If I am the biggest fool
    Than hope will be cool
    Instead of lying and surpressing to cry
    I will accept
    That pain and fear is needed
    To make life imperfectly perfect