Price Of Stability

Dealing with an anxiety attack.

A simple thing

I remind myself

Needing to do.

As I realize

I have stopped

Breathing.

Feeling my anxiety rising

From it's current level

To outright panic mode.

Fighting against

My need to runaway

To anywhere

But here.

Realizing

I'm safe

Sitting

In the library.

Except

My brain says

Otherwise.

Closing my eyes

Slowly

I inhale

Taking deep breathes.

Focusing

Upon the centre

Of my chest

As it expands.

Pushing

My panic downwards

Into my shoes.

Until

The anxiety reaches

A more acceptable level

Allowing me

To write this.

Knowing

The next few days

Will extoll a price

I will pay

Physically.

Reviews

[aleezae khan]

I really like ur writhing. Deep emotion written in simple words.

[therisa]

Thank you, Aleezae, for taking the time, to review my poem.