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lpenlow
lpenlowSlow and dark poems
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Describing a panic attack

Time

Try to remember something from yesterday. No, I'm serious. Try to remember what you ate for breakfast yesterday. Unless you mix it up, it shouldn't be that hard, right?

Now, try to remember something from a month ago. That was fun, right? Wait, are you sure that was a month ago? Maybe it was two or three months ago... Maybe it was even a year ago. Or, it could've been just last wee. Time is the devil trapping us in mixed memories.

We all have our enemies. It could be someone at work, or school, down the street, or even in your own home. A parent, a teacher, a sibling, a classmate, a boss, or even a stepparent. Whoever it is, it's someone that makes you say, "Stay away!"

They don't do they? Instead of taking a step back, they take a step forward. After striking more fear into you, they say, "There's nothing to be afraid of."

You're not stupid. You're not deaf. You hear them whisper, "Paranoid freak." You confront them, exposing your shaky soul to them. They deny saying anything else. You get upset. You run - to your room, outside, to class - it doesn't matter. You just run.

You're away from them, but you still hear the voice of them echoing. You feel like you're flying because you keep trying to run from it. You barely feel your feet hit the ground.

By now, you look back. Where are they? They were just whispering in your ear - screaming. How long have you been running? Five minutes? Ten? You check the time. Twenty-five minutes. Are you sure?

Where are you? You don't know this part of town. Wait, maybe you do... Who knows? When did it get this dark out? The sun was still visible a second ago. You can't even see your hands in front of your face anymore. You start to panic. You feel your hands go to your throat. You can't breathe.

You cough. You gag. You freeze. Your eyes open. You're in your room, in front of your mirror. You see your half naked body covered in red lines. Your stomach, legs, arms - it all burns. It's almost three o'clock in the morning. Your memory is blank. Time has attacked you.

You're only left with your Negative.

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