(Panic Disorder)

Extremes..

Once again, the noises become hostile.

All around, my mind senses the awful.

Faces strange, and the voices worse.

Heavy din, under my breath…groan and curse. 

Mind is racing, heart jumping, I panic.

Everything I hear sounds like static. 

I can’t be here, I don’t belong. Help me.

I am trapped.. reality I can’t see. 

Oh no, here we go.. act normal Billie!

Get it together, you’re the boss.. silly..

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