A poem about my experiences with my first anxiety attack and how the aftermath felt and the surreal effect that it had on me.


That bile rising in your stomach

Not fear


The thing that makes you not go still

but merely go through the motions

one by one

God I feel like throwing up!

A thousand foot soldiers running on my chest

My head feels like a powder keg about to explode!



like a wave i feel


As i sit down to have dinner

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