This anxiety of mine is not so kind, So ,I play the music loud to black out my mind. When it rises, I try to run in fear, my mind rolls up into a ball; I begin to disappear. My body ignites with fire as I begin to get hot, I need to get out ,before I lose the plot. The jittery fingers strike, and the sweaty palms; numbness spreads to my hands, my feet and my arms. Limb by limb I crumble down, and begin to spiral into the ground. Away from light, away from sound My surroundings flip and spin around. It grabs me roughly around the neck, Clings real tight and blocks my breath. I can barely move and barely breathe, and begin sob, scream and heave. I feel a level of fear I can’t describe, I truly believe I’m going to die. You gradually help me regain my air, Then it’s over and we sit and stare. The slightest thought will bring it back but I can’t take another panic attack. It's a constant worry another will strike. and I think ...