phedra

Some favorite quotes: " It was the sound of destruction, and she liked it"- Ayn Rand
" I am only wearing black till they come out with something darker" No clue


" Panic Attack"

Pretty girl is suffering while everything
crashes down around her, tearing her reality, exposing her insecurities
Standing still not knowing what to do
Should she move? Should she stay?
Cry out loud? Keep it all inside?
Feel the pressure rising, breaking barriers
the scream causing pain, pushing anger, sorrow, and anguish
to a point she never knew existed
Fear contorting her face, makes her hands shake
heart pounding, chest tightning
Oh God, it's coming, creeping closer, feeding on her psyche
their hands grabbing, scratching, tearing, reaping what not is theirs
The room starts spinning, dizzyness takes control, she
knows she has to get out, fast, faster, racing
they're chasing her with their eyes and dirty hands
The blackness sneeks its way into her sight
running into things, crashing to the floor, falling to her knees, forcing her way back, the need to run overpowering everything
Then in the blink of an eye, its over
she falls to the floor retreating into a world
safe from all the horror reality offers. All she can think is
"I never want to wake up again"
People stand around her stunned, not understanding the tears that slowly makes its way down her still face
She knows one thing they don't
soon she will wake to the dread of when the panic takes hold once again
-phedra(me)
I will say one thing, it is truly that what makes me afraid