Reality

Poem I wrote during a panic attack

Reality

This reality is real
But that’s not what I feel
The sense of impending doom
The feeling it’s all fake
The sense of inescapable doom
It’s like I’m drowning in a lake
Between all these hot flashes
The panic, out it lashes
This reality cannot be real
It’s not how I’m supposed to feel
This all just seems so wrong
The true reality, for it I long
I try so hard to keep my grip
But out of my hands, I let it slip
My sense that this is real
The feelings I used to conceal
This reality is awaiting its doom
Yet it should be like a rich perfume
The reality that can’t be
Is the reality that should be
This is all just so wrong
Like a solely dissonant song
I ask myself; Just why?!
I can only stare up to the sky
It’s not how it should be
Yet its all this world could be