I had my first panic attack today. I’m falling again, but this time nothing can pick me up. Not even my music and my writing is a release. There’s no point in being angry anymore, I can’t go back and change things, I just have to live my life and fear the night until my dying day. : Relinquish:
Under my feet
Lay the tunes
The tunes that can lead one to misery
A misery that can cause defeat
The defeat that can cause one to sink
The tunes
Carrying their notes
Pounding my head within their hemispheres
My thoughts drowning below the sounds
The sounds of taunting
The feeling of anxiety is overtaking
Losing control
I’ve lost
The cords
Unwound
The sound: A constant moan
My voice vanishing
Gone
Disintegrating under the music
The beats have consumed me
The tune: defeating
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