Life with Panic Attacks
Gasping for Air
Suffocating
Frozen and unable to move
I see the bag traveling for my head
and I know to move – yet I am stuck.
Stuck in the same place,
the same pattern,
With the same people,
Making the same mistakes,
And I’m petrified.
It swallows me,
overcomes me,
And I don’t know what to do,
But honestly, who does?