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anxiety attack

written by: Linda M. Crate

@thysilverdoe

 

couldn't breathe
room was spinning
my heart-felt as if it were
going to explode out
of my chest
your mother's words made
no sense to me
couldn't hear anything,
but everything i felt was chaotic;
no one seemed to notice
the turmoil i was going through
until i somehow found
enough strength to sit on the steps
i remember the eyes
all fixed on me
which made my anxiety spiral out of control
even further—
curiosity may not be a sin,
but it is rude
to stare,
and i abhor anything that is less than using one's manners;
i've always been that way
don't like people staring
never have or will
it's so unnecessary and makes me uncomfortable—
just let me do my own thing,
and if you want something
speak
i am not a mind reader or psychic;
your eyes make me
seethe
when all they do is watch me.

Linda M. Crate

Linda M. Crate

Linda M. Crate is a Pennsylvanian native born in Pittsburgh yet raised in the rural town of Conneautville. Her poetry, short stories, articles, and reviews have been published in a myriad of magazines both online and in print. She has three published chapbooks A Mermaid Crashing Into Dawn (Fowlpox Press - June 2013), Less Than A Man (The Camel Saloon - January 2014), and If Tomorrow Never Comes (Scars Publications, August 2016). Her fantasy novel Blood & Magic was published in March 2015. The second novel of this series Dragons & Magic was published in October 2015. The third of the seven book series Centaurs & Magic was published November 2016. Her novel Corvids & Magic was published March 2017.
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