Sitting
The room is full of people,
Going about their work
Not a clue
They don’t feel the paralysis
The frozen, icy grip of fear
That has crept up on me
Just a word, just a phrase
Just a lucid memory
And I’m trapped again
The inescapable paralysing fear
Of what I know not
Its caught me again
i can feel myself being dragged down
into the icy depths of depression
and i want to scream
fight back
break the icy grip on my limbs and run
as fast as i can to
the escape route
the emergency door
the freedom that lies beyond
but I'm trapped
sitting so still
in a room full of people
pretending it's all ok
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This just came out in 2 minutes, but i wanted to post it as soon as possible. It will be re-written, possibly tonight. Any suggestions would help!
Written May 31st, 2004
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i liked this poem except for the fact that you kept using "icy grip/depths"...i don't know it kind of seems repeatitive, which really doesn't fit for this type of poem...anyway, that's just my opinion...thanks for sharing
take care
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You seem to get better and better as time passes my friend
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Well written and accurate
Dear Iris101: As one who suffers from mind-numbing panic attacks, I can tell you honestly that you capture the frozen and sinking sensation well. I also like how you capture waht it is like to have a depression/panic melt down in a crowd of people who have no idea how far one has slipped. Thanks for an accurate and moving description of the sensation. -
wow! so deep and full of emotion! I give you a thumbs up for this one. I didnt see anything needed to be changed.
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