Panic Attack

I run.
Far away as I can.
Nobody should see this.
Its ugly.

My breathing speeds.
My heart fades to dust.
I trip once. Twice.
And I stay where I fall.

I punch the ground and scream my pain.
I can only think of death.
Nothing hurts as much as this.
My thoughts swim in my brain.

Why do you do these things?
Try to leave me, yell at me, make me cry.
I love you but it hurts.
Although I know it's life.

Finally I'm left a shell of myself.
The pain fades away.
There's nothing left.
My heart recedes more and more.

A panic attack from pain