the panic

oh how good it is to feel

that rush of blood in all my veins

the pain

throbbing, pulsating through my temples

all the way inside

it is my beating heart, you see

all that once was feared

"like my insides are on fire"

is now a reminder of my beating heart

and the air

oh the air in my lungs

too much in

too much out

inhale, inhale

exhale, oh please, exhale

and when i see you, its like that again

not the love, the panic

the panic keeping me alive