The Fear – A Poem

Afternoon All,

Hope you are all well.

So I promised you a few poems and so today I bring you one of them.

Remember that these poems I am going to share with you were written during my time of panic attacks and depression. They are very personal to me but I want to share them with you none the less.

Please let me know what you think.

The Fear.


Fear inside my mind.

Waiting, waiting.

Waiting there as it bides its time,

Shaking, Shaking.

rapid breaths and cold sweats,

Fear imagines that I am close to death,

Fear inside my mind,

Breaking, breaking.


it claws at my strength

Taking, taking,

It takes my will to carry on,


Fingers clutch at sweaty sheets,

Heaving, heaving,

Eyes wide,

here comes the heat,

Run away and hide.

The fear it grips at my mind,

It whispers, it whispers.

Poison lies that feeds my pain,

I’m going to die!

I look to the window,

No sound, no sound,

Tears start to fall,

The fear has won it all,

I succumb.

Now I am numb.


2 thoughts on “The Fear – A Poem

  1. This is scary to think about. It’s a great poem, I can really imagine how you feel and it’s scary. :c *virtual hugs* Your writing skills are awesome though, this is very well written. I suck at poetry, haha xD

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    • Hey!

      Aww cheers I’m glad you like it. Reading back over it I can defiantly understand where you think its scary.

      It really is a frightening experience. I guess writing in the time of a panic is impossible as all you want to do is flee but to try and take my mind off the sensations I write.

      Its hard but it helps.

      More will be coming soon!


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