right now
a poem | inspired by a recent panic attack
Right now, I am breathing.
I couldn't before.
The necklace is too tight.
I can't get it off.
Has this shirt shrunk?
Off, off, it needs to come off.
Right now, I am laughing.
Before, I was sobbing into my mom's shoulder
and grasping at my throat,
reaching for the air fear was ripping away.
There's nothing around my throat now.
Why can't I breathe?
Breathe, breathe.
You're okay now, breathe.
Right now, I am smiling.
But if you look closer,
my eyes are puffy,
but I'm hoping my smile distracts you from that.
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Right now, in my mind
I'm wondering where I threw my necklace
and if I want to find it again.
About the Creator
Alexandria Stanwyck
My inner child screams joyfully as I fall back in love with writing.
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