Attacking panic

A letter to panic

Attacking panic

 

 

Attacking panic,

Why do you strike fear?

In the body and mind?

When the coast is clear?

You speed up sensations,

Creating the feeling,

Where one is not being or enjoying

Merely getting from spot to spot,

Place to place,

The long way round.

 

Just about surviving,

Pushing and pulling,

Fighting or fleeing,

Freezing or flopping.

The rate of enjoyment,

Rapidly dropping.

Until we give in to its grace,

Avoid and escape to save face.

Maybe pump ourselves full of weird drugs,

Just to get some mental space.

 

Why do you make us groggy and rickety?

Transform limbs to jelly?

With a kicks situated powerfully,

Leaving invisible bruises in the belly.

In the pit and depths,

Areas we thought you couldn't never touch.

And yet,

You describe it as support,

As rationalising this danger,

So why make us afraid,

When nothing is a threat?

Author's Note

A letter to panic

From 'The Depression Collection'