Panic

It starts with the breathing.
That slows down a lot. But then it
gets so fast I can't keep up at all
and then-

Oh and then comes the feeling
way deep in my chest
And tightness and a pain
Like a thousand rubber bands are 
trying to crush my lungs and squish
my heart.

And then my brain chimes in with
these sympathetic feelings and
these inner red flags
Warning me of dangers that don't 
exist and threats that aren't there,

And then I start shaking and my 
legs get weak
And my throat goes numb and then
I can't speak
And then I feel tears welling in my
eyes
And I cover my ears cause I don't
want to hear any noise but
everything has suddenly been
amplified by 1,000 decibels
And there's no place for me to
hide there's no place to flee why is
everyone choosing now to talk to
me and pester me about things 
that are much less significant than
the problem at hand only the 
problem is me and I can't fix myself
without help but I don't want tobother anyone because I know
that I'm obnoxious and they're got
much better things to do than
console a sobbing adult who ought
to know better by now and all I
want to do is calm down someone
help me please I can't see straight I
can't breathe I just want to be free
from all this

Panic.