Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Panic Stricken by Philographer1545

It comes suddenly, it comes fast
You're drowning in its waves.
Thankfully, it does not last
but its sway you cannot stave.

It is a deceitful beast
blinding you with all its power,
upon your fears it will feast
Sanity, it will devour.

It paralyses, installs dread
you're overwrought with fright,
You shake, veins throbbing in your head
you're limp, smothered by its might.

Chest tight, tingling sensations
race the heart, tortures the soul
Caught in its grasp, you weaken
feels like you're losing control...

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