Panic Attacks...

My brain is on fire from inside out

My hands shake

Not sure whether to slap or curl up in a fist

My lips quiver in fear

"is this going to be the one that kills me?"

Tears fill my eyes as a rebellion to my soul who is doing her own crying

My legs buckle as I try to take the steps to find solace

I walk, stumble, crawl, until I finally fall to my knees and with every ounce of strength i have i call on my higher being

And every time she answers

-Faith