I feel like I'm dying
Hand on my chest
I really feel like my heart is going to stop
Please please ambulance come out
I can't breathe really scaring me
Frightening the hell out of me
My fear that once was is now
MULTIPLYING! ! !
My kids are going to lose their mom
What can I tell them if I'm gone
How can I comfort them if I'm dead
6 feet under I can't imagine
All these nightmarish thoughts
Rollercoasting through my head
I feel ashamed as paramedics
Tell me it is down to stress or anxiety
But I know now I don't need to be ashamed
It's not a weakness it's just a part of me
A part of me I can in time tame
So now when I feel like giving in
Or thinking my life is on the blink
I remember I can stop it by focusing
What can I do to focus that's it
SOMETHING POSITIVE! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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