This poem is dedicated to myself and all others that suffer from anxiety
attacks,may you over-come it and god bless you..


For three long years,weeping a struggle of self,
all my past and present lay-ed upon the shelf..

Fear of whatever came along my way,
heart palpitations,sweaty flashbacks of delay..

Afraid of what is behind that unpredictable door,
believe that this suffering I cannot bare no more..

Struggling to breathe--oxygen tearing me apart,
in and out of hospitals--doctors I tried to out-smart..

Longing for the end to come my way,
as it attacks me simultaneously each and every day..

Afraid of my peoples and all that is created,
for my life long anxieties was soon to be evaded..

As I lay and cry --pillows soaked in tears,
every passing day,trying to over-come my fears..

Here I am--these days I've out-grown,
for these anxiety attacks I feared,has now left me alone!!!


Copyright ©2003 Joann Marie Santos
 
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