Panic Attacka feeling of uneasiness.Panic Attack by ~ladywaveH9
it covers me like a fire blanket.
it lives within me like untouched diamond mine under a mile of rock.
its crystal light, shifting and chopping images.
its an empty highway.
a cold and wet summer.
it makes me look over my shoulder for fear of what i know not.
its a cold spring that does not make you alert but relaxes you.
it makes my brain numb and bustling and the same time
i can feel my clothes on me and they don't feel right.
it makes my heart beat faster and faster and harder.
its the difference between a dream and reality.
faces don't look right. no, scratch that. you cant see them at all.
all of the students are silent. they walk through the halls but no sound is made.
its the phantom word everyone knows but doesn't. you ask and it leads you into circles.
i have to movemovemove, but i cant! i want to go home but its not there! i need to thinkthinthitht.
the colors all around me are wrong! wrongwrongwrong!
i desperately cling to something that is normal an
Do You Remember?"do you remember," we'd say,"the good ole days when we used to run around the yard and suck on honeysuckles all day? Or how whenever we went to sleep we had to have to covers up to our ears otherwise the creatures under our bed would get us.." and we would laugh about those times, but the truth is those times were nothing to laugh at because back then...we had no idea. we had no idea what the real world was like. How the monsters in the streets were far far worse than the ones under our bed. Our whole worlds only consisted our yard, school and the road in-between.Do You Remember? by ~ladywaveH9
We discovered the opposite gender. And suddenly everything was about who is dating who and who likes and we never knew that we never knew what love is. The only love we saw was our parents and we still didn’t really understand that because whenever they kissed it was gross moment where you thought you had to look away.
RunningThe thought I had was fleeting and past quickly, like a single beat of a humming bird’s wing. But it was strong, like a flame in the night.Running by ~ladywaveH9
It started at my feet, a warm dull feeling, like stepping into a bath that had been sitting out for a little too long.
I want to leave.
It traveled to my knee like branches of a willow tree wrapping around me.
I could run.
As it went up to my belly button I thought,
I feel like a caged moth, fluttering and dancing and pounding around with really no objective but to go. I have to go.
Then went to my rib cage, cold and stabbing, like a tiny subway.
Oh Emily, your being silly. Every teen thinks about this. And none of them ever do it!
Then went to my shoulders.
I could pack up right now… and just leave. I could.
Went down my arms like a wet fall day
Kids who really do do this only are gone for a little while... Why should I be different?
Then went up my neck to my chin
But I still could.
And to my fore head in a rush, like when you stand