Panic Attack (Fear)

Waking in the early hours

Feeling of foreboding

Fear consumes me

My heart beats faster and faster


I feel so cold

From the inside out

Is this where I die?

My breathing is all wrong

My lungs won’t fill


Catastrophic thoughts

Obliterate the logical

Please God

Not like this


Wave after wave

Nausea strikes

I retch and heave

Sparkles in my vision

Life flashes before me

The last movie I’ll ever see

I pray to my creator

To whoever is there

Make it stop

Or give me strength

To endure the end

I think of those I love

How can I leave them

When my job isn’t done?

I hear the clock

Its tick and chime

I hear my heart thump

As if I’m sprinting

Only I’m sitting still

I wait for it to explode

For life to end

Will it be afterlife?

Or annihilation?

Then it happens

My heartbeat slows

My lungs fill with air

The shaking subsides

I’m still here

I didn’t die

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18 thoughts on “Panic Attack (Fear)

  1. A very nicely written poem! Yes, although we have so many problems, we have to live our lives.

    Have you ever felt hopeless or low when hindrances ran into your path? Go through my inspirational poem “I Can Reach High” at
    It’s a poem of Hope, strength and a never ending spirit to live Life.
    Hope you will like it πŸ™‚
    Do leave your feedback, as it’s precious.

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  2. Your words convey exactly what you’ve described to me Tracy. Pray to God that the anxiety eases for you……..And that you can always finish off your words with “I didn’t die” πŸ™πŸ½
    Big hugs πŸ€— and kisses 😘 πŸ’‹ Sheerie xxxx

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    • Thanks lovely. This is a poem about my original nocturnal panic attack. Thankfully I don’t fear them now, which I will try to express in a future poem. Lufs you xxxxx


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