A poem written talking self out of a panic attack

[melody]

Replenish the Cluttered Garage of the Soul



Madam does work till fallen
Headache throbbing, swollen
Dizziness shakes, takes control…
Hazy giddy brightness blurs
Thus her whole world falls apart◊

Young Lass knows not what’s wrong
New issues, long, another mournful song
Open book spasms, eyes electric
Silly being so angry- hurl a mental brick.
As nostrils flare the black blankets of rage compress◦

Remember the pretty birds and the breeze
Can it stay away forever she pleads…
Alas one minor setback, panic shall swell
Smart little head, analysis makes it all hell
Fireflies flaring over the sky leapt, spat & smoldered≈

Distractions, sleep, work, play?
Curl into ball, scream, sob, lay. GO AWAY!
Breath slows softer, allow for life now
Unable to remember, will heartbeat to slow
Campfire dwindles, smoke wafts„”

Paranoia, impatience, enthusiastic motives
Exercise mind, body, soul, now she lives
Other road taken dancing & singing with glee
Am grateful for a wiggling bee
Spinning till world rocks, shudder the world∫

Be strong, kind? Cursed and blind?
See what you might find in darkness of a mind
Drift away to the luscious park.
Limited time, now make your mark!
Focused as brown tree stretching over timeℓ

So impatient we can be
Lazy ~ workaholics ~ frightened ~
Oh yes, many of us must pretend
To fit in, should fit the blend
Old cliché, be yourself, none other matters anyhow▪

[melody]

Let me know what you think......

[maddie]

That hit the mark. I felt myself in there with you and identified sooo strongly.
Beautifully written, melody.

[melody]

Thank you, I am relieved. I knew it was my favorite, but it's hard to know if anyone would like it unless I be brave & put myself out there.

I think expressing & sharing creative outlets is very healing & balances out the chaotic energy into something meaningful.

Please anyone, feel free to make any other comments

Melody

[lorac]

Melody I thought that was really good, you have talent.

Carol

[melody]

Hi Carol,

Thank you. That's sweet of you to say. Glad you liked it. I wrote it once when I had a long bad panic attack. I started out venting, but then with the concentrating on rhyming & trying to use imaginative wordplay I felt myself ease. Then I was remembering the types of things that would usually inspire me to write a poem & using the imagery at the end of each verse. Then I could picture my emotional turmoil as though it was nature & I likened it to the fight or flight of nature. I started to visualize what I wished I felt like instead. I described what it would feel like, what things make me feel that way, what stability looks & feels like. Remembered how life is passion, pleasure & pain. It doesn't have to be either one or the other at all. They can intermingle & dance around in a sea of wordplay. I reread it again heaps of times to remind me that even I knew it would be OK, it would pass, & I had survived many times before already.

You can probably tell I get all excited about my creative outlets. I think it makes life worth living. When I am working on a project, everything disappears, time flies, I race to try & get it all down before I forget it forever.

I really appreciate comments..... It's made me feel very happy!

I hope if anyone else has any creativity to share that they can be brave & post it too.....

[melody]