Panic

Panic

It slowly overcomes my body

All the air leaves my lungs

I feel heavy

My throat closes

I can't breathe

Everything is wrong

Everything

Failure

That's all I am

Everyday is a struggle

A struggle to get out of bed

A struggle to smile

A struggle to find a reason to live anymore

I've tried to end it

4 times to be exact

But for some reason, God always ruins my plans

I've tried to get better

And I slowly have

Every Thursday I grow stringer

I learn new thing about myself

I can do it 

I can beat it

I will win

Not the depression

Reviews

[JD Jessop]

Emotions felt by many i'm sure. Good descriptions with a fantastic message at the end. Keep writing!