As I wake and the sun rises I take a breathe in and my chest hurts my mind spins.
Wondering how long I can sustain my sanity minutes turn to hours hours to days
days to weeks weeks to months months to years every day I wait for night to come so
I can escape this suffering.
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Author:
Silver (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I am not going threw this right now it is something that I experienced when I was younger.\r\nI wanted to write about how I suffered with anxiety and panic attacks which had no explanation \r\nI had several symptoms all day long and doctors said I was okay but I was not. When I managed to \r\nsleep I would not feel anything until I woke.
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I know this feeling all too well and wouldn't wish it on anyone. (hugs)
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