I sit here now,
And sat there earlier,
Both times feeling death,
At least his illusion,
Breathing becomes harder,
Heart races, but feels slower,
Mind freezes, but sets itself on fire,
Then it ends, a few seconds of torture,
Then back to normal, sighs again,
Shake my head, to clear it's doubts,
But feels the pain of a headache,
The dull ache of stress,
Please make it stop,
This painful bliss, my mind pulls,
Almost seeking this torture,
And inducing it again, over and over,
Unrelenting panic, unresting, unsure....
