AnxietyA Poem by Autumn L. EavesMy heart palpitates in my chest, Quickening with each step. My hands begin to shake, Unsteady, frozen in place. My eyes frantically shift from side to side, Analyzing, searching for anything that might trigger the attack. I feel it working its way through my veins, Numbing my legs, my arms, my neck. I feel my voice catch in my throat, The only sound a quick gulp. I feel myself leaving, The emotions taking over My body, my mind, my soul. I fidget. I squirm. I look for an easy escape. I feel it in my chest and it hurts. My mind is running wild. I can’t think. I can’t breathe. I can’t see. I can’t. I can’t. I can’t. I don’t know what to do. My mind won’t let me relax. I can’t. I can’t. I can’t. My hands are shaking. My mind is racing. My heart is beating in my chest and in my arms and in my legs and in my head. I can’t.
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