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panic attack
Contributed by
rebdlit
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Monday, 15th August 2011 @ 08:03:59 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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I'm in my head
crazy as that seems
I'm seeing my present
as if its a dream.
Im going crazy
im going to lose my mind
my family is going to leave me
peace of mind i have to find
just a piece is all i need
to plant the seed
a piece of the peace is all i want
my panic demon
taunt taunt taunt
i go for a walk trying to ground my soul
a piece of the peace
what is the toll?
I will practice yoga and take medication
ill do heavy breathing and learn meditation
just give me a taste of peace
and stable thoughts of gold
ill balance my chakras
and do as im told
i need this piece of peace that others have
i need my mind to be free for a moment
from worry that worry will consume my soul
a piece of the peace is all i lack
i need this lord to get my confidence back
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Re: panic attack
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by CommasCanSeperate on
Tuesday, 16th August 2011 @ 05:42:42 AM AEST
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| Nearly had a panic attack there! Held my breath through the poem. that what goes through my head alot. Great poem i wish you all the luck to get through these heavy stages x |
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Re: panic attack
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by Aspirant on
Sunday, 21st August 2011 @ 01:27:23 AM AEST
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I know you'll find your way through this. It is a matter of time. But while seeking help from others is a very good idea, it will always be you who saves yourself. In this poem you reach only outward because you aren't confident within, but it will pass, one step at a time, when you are ready.
You must be true to yourself, rather than bear the expectations of the world on your shoulders. |
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