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Beatrice Adrian Apr 2018
Little bird upon the windowsill
how peaceful you so look.
When tomorrow, or even next week,
you could hit glass , and go kerplook!
I wish I could live like you.
without thinking of the end  -

A void - an endless sleep
you don't think of that do you?
Not you, not the squirrel, or the
chipmunk across the street.

This sleep, like the one you had before,
when you were a little egg,
will meet you once again,
just wait what's in store.

You probably don't even think about it...

But why do I think of it
when I look at you?
Luka D Apr 2018
I'm freaking out, man
Man I'M FREAKING out

What lies in the bushes?
What DID I DO
to unsettle LUCIFER?
and Odin?
and vampires?
And BANSHEES?

why, why, WHY
the need to chase me?
I'll just run away

No,
no, you can't catch me
..I can't breathe!
my clothes
Work AGAINST ME

They are my enemies
YOU are my enemies
I am my own enemy
IT'S INSIDE MY HEAD

I gotta run now
but I'm troubled
because I cannot see

what lies in the dark?

So I run.
Panic attacks are no joke...except for anyone who isn't having them since your world is not falling apart. It's just a feeling. ****** one, but just a feeling
It doesn't take much
For it to start
Maybe just a stranger
Moving 3 seats apart
On the subway

Did I do something?
It's starting
Everyone's looking at me
Stop it now
I can't look up
Or it will get louder
What did I do?

It's too loud now
And then I found a corner seat in another train car to hide/calm down
ryanë Smith Jan 2018
Destined to be silenced

When I come home you'll stop this

We are all being called

Some don't notice

I love you join me we can be together

Ashes to ashes nothing to nothing

Nothing is calling my name

Because I'm "special"
Paranoid thoughts
Quinntin Bravo Dec 2017
It’s those words that I’m afraid of the most
The ones you haven’t yet spoken
Latching onto me like the veins that run through me
Circulating through me again and again
******* both my time and emotions out of me
Sooner than I can process, one grows into a swarm
Making it impossible to resist the current
But once I seem to be drowned by the flood
Once I’m on my last few breaths
Everything drains
Left with not even a drop
Hannah Zedaker Nov 2017
Paranoia is electric green.
It sounds like the small hum of a 1976 refrigerator.
It tastes like somebody left a hair in your sandwich.
It smells like aged copper, dangling around your neck.
Paranoia feels like pins and needles right after standing up.
karola Oct 2017
paranoia is fear
no, fear goes away
paranoia is worse than fear
paranoia is being curious and afraid
paranoia takes over your thoughts,
paranoia manipulates your thoughts and emotions,
turns them into something ugly;
something terrifying
not even you can comprehend it in your mind
not even you, can picture what you are afraid of
paranoia never dies.

as paranoia becomes a part of you,
you become constantly anxious
when you begin to overthink,
your heart stops
because you finally realized what you are afraid of.
you are afraid of your own thoughts.
you are afraid of yourself.
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