Attack

The attack is real. 

As soon as i realise my pounding heart, 

i feel like choking, out of breath. 

Nothing comfort me. 

Food, sleep, alcohol... 

Days like these. 

shut in room.

watch any films. 

Nap in whole day.

As soon as i realise nothing caught my attention,

interest me. 

the attack is back. 

Days like these, 

re-appear again. 

My hands are numb. 

My head is spinning. 

My stomach is upset. 

My mind on its own. 

I tried. 

Walk into new circle 

Meet new friends. 

It certainly does not put me at ease.

Woke up in the mornings. 

To catch my breath. 

I thought I lost my breath.

I tried to cry. 

I tried to shout. 

My tears and voice decided to be absent. 

The attack make me ill.