Literature
Panic Attack
What's this?
What fragile thing,
a bird with wings,
has replaced my heart?
Don't die, little bird.
Out of breath, out of time...
This is how we die.
This is how we die.
Struggle in your cage,
fight against the bars --
they tighten, they tighten,
and you weaken.
Don't die, little bird.
Out of breath, out of time...
This is how we die.
This is how we die.
And this frightened thing
with fragile wings
frantically flutters
faster until it slows.
Don't die, little bird...
Out of bre
