Panic Attack
I keep on panicking,yet am still moving.
Panic is like a train that rails on broken rail way tracks but cannot be funded back without you being run over.
A sincere heart gets strangled in the rail tracks and bleeds tears
Folded by anger and regret
We're still moving on the trails that shrinks and grinds us
We're not gonna fall
The trust formed between the driver and passengers is unique we ain't gonna drain
Keep on Moving
And stop panicking
We've arrived.
Copyright © Sylvia Luchele | Year Posted 2019
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