Panic Attack

I know inside my head ,
this isn’t real...
I need to sit down,
and finish this meal...
The tension increases,
and my stomach folds,
Crazy thoughts running through my head,
should I go lay down on this bed?
I’m being trampled by thoughts,
Sweat on my face like polka dots.
My legs become Jello,
and my heart says “HELLO!”
It falls to the ground
and then gravity surrounds.
My brain drips from my skull,
usually my life is so dull,
But I’m swaying and saying,
“This isn’t real!”
my face falls into my meal,
and then everything goes away...
Static and noise
This is hard to enjoy
“Am I Dead? Am I dying?”
My eyes re open,
my heart comes together,
and all I can say is “I’m glad that’s over.”