Into The Black

I stare into the black.
Anxiety attack.
Too far gone I can't turn back.
My heart is racing.
My chest feels like it's caving in.
Damn this feeling I cannot let it win.
I feel immobilized and I can't breathe.
It is so much more than that feeling of being a little bit weak in the knees.
It's so damn hard to stay on track.
Into the black.
Where misery festers and grows.
Many of us go down this road.
Too many of us have worn-out souls.
Over and over this cycle goes.
Dr. Jekyll or Mr.Hyde nobody knows.
All I want is some relief.
I just want a cure for my disease.
I want to grow old and find peace.
Giving in is too easy.
So I'm gonna live on my feet and not die on my knees.
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