Tightness in my chest.
I can't breathe.
The only time I can escape
is when I fall asleep.
Constant nausea,
constant fear.
How did this happen,
knowing I'm safe here?
It's a constant worry
another will strike.
I worry about it all the time.
It makes me lose my appetite.
My sight darkens,
my life flashes.
My worries control my thoughts,
my heart crashes and burns to ashes.
You have no idea what it's like
to live one day in my shoes.
Maybe if you did,
you wouldn't judge me as you do.
I am 13 years old, but I've gone through so much, well I believe I have at least. All my life I've grown up with harsh punishments, including intense beatings using belts, bamboo, and my...
Panic Disorder
Published by Family Friend Poems July 2011 with permission of the Author.
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