Shaking uncontrollably,
Not being able to breathe.
Struggling for a breath,
Praying this isn't your death.
Getting little sips of air,
As if Its taunting you.
Just enough to keep you alive,
Not knowing if Your gonna die.
Finally your breathing slows,
Your gonna be ok, now you know
That its strength you lack,
Cause it was just another panic attack.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryThe first poem i wrote for creative writing. The rest is my life and what I feel or what I think, so please don't judge. Thanks!
