Unconscious, sleep/
Lost in a dream deep/
Images, vivid/
All induce rage, Make you livid/
Pressure, chest/
Demons put its integrity to the test/
Soul, drain/
As your essence is consumed you feel pain/
Cognitive, anxiety/
Rapid breaths, falling tears, but no help from society/
Help, None/
Without aid in this land of no sun/
Life, Hack/
Demons have decoded you and you’re under attack/
Fear, immense/
Your adrenaline pumps as your throat closes, intense/
Degenerating, health
You’re starting to go black, losing since of self/
Enemy, Fed/
Sated on your life force leaving you dead/
Sun, Bright/
You awake, soul bombarded with light/
Cough, Hack/
No clue why, but you just survived a slumbering anxiety attack/
Poetic Ice
poeticice 
I have a good friend who gets anxiety attacks. Its nice to have an idea what that’s like for her. Thanks for this. Gonna send her a virtual hug now 😉
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She will appreciate the hug. Its a fear like no other, especially if you’re alone late at night. One feels like this could be their final moments, gasping for air cling to life and praying for salvation. Thank you for reading and being there, even virtually, for yor friend.
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