The Panic of a lost heart

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I start by feeling nothing. 

Then a pain in my chest.

 I can feel my heart.

 It's either being squeezed or skinned, Maybe both; at the same time.

 

The blade.

I can feel it going through the outer layer of my heart. 

I can feel my heart?

I can feel pain from the outer layer of my heart but feel nothing inside of the hands suffocating what's inside of me. 

It hurts.

But I feel nothing at all.

 

The sensation is too much.

I start to cry. 

But I can't. 

So I don’t. 

 

The pain continues. 

But I don't. 

I’m just drifting off inside of myself. 

Maybe then, I will be able to find my heart.

  • Author: Road Runner (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 12th, 2021 20:23
  • Comment from author about the poem: When I have panic attacks, they are really harsh on my pysical body more than my mental. I wanted to write how I feel when experiencing a panic attack and to show others how it bad mental health can really get.
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 7


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