Like a freak

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Shortness of breath.

Hands shake.

Agitation and headaches.

Fluttering heart.

Dancing brain, flopping around in my skull.

Thoughts flying at the speed of light.

Trying to get out of my mouth but my teeth block the way.

Shortness of breath.

Hands shake.

Fluttering heart.

Paranoid, making me look like a freakazoid.

Walking around asking myself, “Can you calm down already.”

Count to 3.

Try again because it didn’t work.

Count to 6.

Add three more.

Once at 9, I sit on the ground and pretend like I’ve never felt this before.