They Call It A Panic Attack, I Call It Burning Alive

Ihor Malytskyi

It starts off as an inexplicable spark in the hollow pit of your stomach.

It catches onto the simmering hopelessness and turns into a wildfire.

It makes its way up to your heart, turning it to ash.

Builds the smoke up your throat so you can barely breathe.

The tears stream to put it out but it’s just not enough.

They call it a panic attack.

I call it burning alive. TC mark

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