Panic Attack

Damn this wretched raven's nocturnal curse!, I do not recall that which is gravely far worse A frail writer’s myriad of restlessly starry eves, Or bedtime rhymes by candlelight, jocular tales to weave As a crimson-red ink quill urgently jots nom de plumes, Intoxicated, I imbibe one too many magical mushrooms Noxious surging sensation, evil's graven fingers crawl, Devilish insects tingling below a deadly sinner’s soul Methinks I have befallen under a diseased spell, This seizure of horror, imaginary spawn from hell Keeps my leaded eyes blinded by unpleasant dreams, Sleep comes not ‘til dawn, imbedded upon these vellum reams Perchance I should drift into silent, endless slumber, Would I, too, burn swiftly as an inferno of putrid lumber? Mind held ransom into the shadowy hours past midnight, Quivering in fits of Lucifer, not of rapture or delight Rid my insane body of Tartarus’ wicked foul smell, And make my impassioned psyche evermore safe and well Torture not tremored limbs nor heart-thrashing chest, Deliver me from these ungodly chains; let me rest! I await this overwhelming feeling to disappear, Controls my inner essence; behold, its power I fear Worries intensify, as cold steel magnified thrice, Nerves flittering like angry, electric butterflies   Unbeknownst by a dark moon’s somnolent ills, I submit, ingesting narcoleptic tranquility pills So I may soon be calm, reborn, tallying downy sheep, Thorny crown upon a cottony cloud, fast asleep (c) 11/01 SmS~~~This is what I go thru on a daily basis, chronic insomnia.  I don't really get "panic" attacks, per se.  But sometimes I wake up with a weird feeling, like electrical surges. Scary. I have alot of anxiety, too, worry and pain keeps me up most nights.~~~ Written February 9th, 2002 © on Feb 08 2002 06:46 PM PST, Sheryl Marcia Schwartz   18 • 12 • 1