not of the physical kind, but when we worry or fret... when life gets so caught up... overfeeling overthinking, that is a "heart attack."


heart attack

there's this -- this everpresent sense of panic
breathing loudly, quickly, trying to walk but start to run
these voices won't stop, just leave me be. leave me alone
i can't move now, anymore ever. frozen solid -- oh, so cold...
these tears are burning, staining... flowing like rain we cry
drums are pounding too fast too soon, my head is spinning
i'm sitting in a puddle, so frozen, can't move... too afraid

just stop! just stop...

i am alone...



Poetry by Zachary P. B.
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Written on 2006-09-11 at 21:52

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kladdpapper
I really felt the feeling when I read the poem. It accelerates and goes faster and faster and suddenly there's an abrupt end and everything stops.
I feel like this sometimes, I think I know what you mean.
You brought out the feeling very well.
2006-09-16


Caila Ihle
Zac, i loved this...the whole idea of starting and stopping at the same time and having your heart beat so fast you just can't move. great, mate
2006-09-14


Evelyn
I know this feeling, and thank you for expressing it with your brilliant words..:)
2006-09-12


keith nunes
super images and real angst z. really good poem
2006-09-12


Kathy Lockhart
MSZ I know that feeling so well! you described it with perfection. xx kathy
2006-09-11