I awake in a panic
with my heart
in my throat.
Gasping for air,
my mind searching
for answers.
I feel like I'm
moving in circles,
unable to stop
and getting nowhere.
The heavy door
that protects me from
all my worries
has burst wide open,
releasing
and overwhelming me
with all those things
I am afraid of.
I hate my pain
the physical and
the emotional.
It is an all consuming,
life altering waste
of precious time.
It steals away my life
and derails my future.
Every day I die a little.
I can't seem to clear out
these clouds of dread.
My family doesn't
understand why I can't
"shake it off"
and go on.
I can't explain it.
A silence grows
between us.
A growing disease of
"Lovedoneitus" and
the building intolerance
of chronic pain.
Another pill added
to an already full
medication ritual
just dulls my already
altered mind.
The anxiety returns.
My heart beats wildly
and theres a gnawing,
rolling sensation in the
pit of my stomach.
My mouth is dry,
and my words have
no voice.
It's all around me,
there's no place to run.
I curl up into a ball
and rock.
Silently I cry.
Jupiterjane