Storm

This is about panic attacks.

Whispers and screams

Suggestions and shouts

I know what is coming

I try to block it out

 

I stuff it in a box

Pandora knows how

But then it explodes

The contents spill out

 

My mind is a mess

My demons will swarm

Block out the light

With their ugly form

 

Pressure on my chest

An ogre named panic

His hand that crushes

The feeling so frantic

 

The chills and the gasps

I shiver and shake

Sobs that outlast

My body will quake

 

Then I will wait

Exhausted and spent

For nerves to subside

And panic to relent

Author's Note

Please review and critique! I would like to improve :)

Reviews

[MAD ENGLISHMAN]

Very well done. I loved this poem.

[jeannemarie coulter]

excellent penning...deep thoughts

[Johanna]

Really amazing poem! loved it

[SLOVA]

This is f****** fantastic. Some beautiful word choice that fill the mouth (suggestions, contents, ogre, exhausted, relent). Wonderful job, I really enjoyed this. Coming from a person who also experiences panic attacks, this is a superb depiction. Keep it up.

[Ellie_the_Traveler]

Thank you!

[youngkingkwan]

"Pressure on my chest

An ogre named panic" great line some really out of the box thinking

[jeannemarie coulter]

excellent penning of word tapestry