Seems to get more louder
I hear it more often
It talks to me
Tells me what to do
The panic attacks
As I call them
Are getting more
Frequent
I cannot breathe
The blackouts
When things go dark
When memory reminds me
I didn't live those moments
They take up too much of my time
The spacing out
I hear less and less
Of what is said,
I see less
I'm there less
The shivers
And cold sweats
Too many times a day
Stronger and stronger
Lasting longer and longer
I ignore them
Or I try to
I smile and pretend
Everything is okay
But nothing is
