Panic

It's about my panic attack today

My throat begins to seize, my chest to tighten. My breathing quickens and my hands start to shake. My heart is pounding and my head is aching. The leg turned into a battlefield by my razor blade starts to sing, telling me I’m worthless. The chatter of my class mates echoes around me, pointless talking about their weekends, their favourite movies. None of them know that the girl sitting on a high stool at the first bench on the right side, alone, is having a panic attack. That she’s starting to see the things around her as weapons she can utilise on herself. That her mind is growing darker with each second. None of them know the pain she is feeling inside. The burning desire to die. I am in pain. Searing, aching destructive pain. Every second hurts. Every laugh from my class, any smiles from my former best friend kill me even more so. My hands freeze on the keyboard. I can’t go through with this. I can’t keep up with this charade in maths or science it’s just NOT GOING TO LAST. The people around me are getting louder and my heart is beating faster.

HEART RACING

HEAD POUNDING

BODY PANICKING

Author's Note

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