Panic

Panic

A Poem by Frank F. Atanacio
"

what it feels like to panic

"

Her emotions would shift,

tears would sift,

she sat back,

and let her mind drift,

and it would be considered a panic attack,

her thoughts pacing,

her heart racing,

the room felt smaller and smaller,

as if the walls were closing in,

the air around her was thin,

then out of the darkness came a low voice,

she had to escape,

she had no choice,

in her mind the ceiling was touching the floor,

and the walls closed even more,

she took a deep breath,

and the panic slowly ebbed,

thoughts would sway,

reality would stay,

she spoke just to hear her own voice,

and force the images away.

© 2010 Frank F. Atanacio


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Frank, you paint a very vivid and realistic description of, what it feels like to suffer a panic attack. Except you should include, heavy sweating in the description, to make it, complete. Only wish, I did know what it is like to suffer a numerous panic attacks in a public space, like on a streetcar or on a crowded subway car. Hoping, you haven't experience one, yourself.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Frank F. Atanacio
Frank F. Atanacio

Shelton, CT



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