sometimes I die.

sometimes I die.

A Poem by lady pilot

Just another nothing about panic attacks after a long absence. (Not sure if its really "poetry" but oh well)

As I sat in the dark, I could feel my soul, inhabiting my body.
I felt my brain, my limbs in their proper place, and I felt my heart beat. Suddenly I knew I was going to die. I could see my whole life flash before my eyes. I could feel my brain wind down to a grinding halt. I knew I had no future, and I wouldn't do anything I ever wanted to. Wasn't going to be a fashion designer, a paleontologist, an actor, a noble prize winner, a microbiologist, a marrine, a politician, a writer... nothing. I was going to die young. And I knew it. I'm not going to lie and say it was bliss, or calm even. It was chaos. I fought fate. Told her no. I forced my brain to keep working, I cut a long life line into my Palm with a razor blade, I needed to live. I needed people to know who I was. To be world renown at least. I screamed, I lashed, I ripped my hair out. I prayed to any god or gods that might listen. Finaly I lied down on the ground in near-submission, only crying now. through sobs I whispered "please." And I lived.

© 2014 lady pilot

Author's Note

lady pilot
Not about depression. I swear.

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I think it's really "poetry"! The kind that should be read aloud into a mic on a stage. I feel like you just wrote it/typed it all down non-stop and it turned out this awesome! It's like a huge inhale with a final exhale of relief. Nice job :)

Posted 9 Years Ago

lady pilot

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much ^-^

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Added on July 26, 2014
Last Updated on July 26, 2014
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lady pilot
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