zenlunatic

i wrote a poem.....or a rap.....or a song......or whatever the fuck you want to call it.......

all of a sudden i get hot.......i cant breathe
try to reach for my vallums, but i just cant see
i beg god please
i dont want to die again......i dont want this disease
i fall to the ground
i cant hear a sound
hyperventelations got me shaking around
my friends stop. they watch
try to calm me down with some soothing talk
"just catch youre breath and soon youll be able to walk"
but my pulse rate is to high
i tell them im gonna die
they dont call 911 cause they know its a lie
but eventually, the EMS comes through
i feel a little better and can breathe easier too
"who are you?"
"how many drugs did you do?"
my names richie foster and i swear i dont do drugs dude
they hook me up to all these machines and such
which gives me a feeling of luck


feel better inside
im not gonna die
they say im just fine
and they bid me goodbye


thats what my panic attacks are like......it sucks ass, but the new medicine has been working out good.....hope everyones doing alright.....