The broken sounds of your breath

as you remember his against your neck

Soon has you clawing at your chest

Leaving you suffocating on the pain and regret

You remember the anger in his eyes

The way you fell for the lies

And his charming handsome disguise

As he claimed you for his prize

The pain in your head makes you feel weak

How could you have ever been so meek

And now it’s courage you seek

Everytime you hear the floorboards creak

He said he’d never let you go, You belonged to him.

You felt the remorse of a sinner although he was the sin.

How could you have been so naive to let him in.

Now you’re left broken and the anxiety begins.

Your breath turns into butterflies and it flutters in your throat

You realise again, you’ll never be able to cope

But deep inside of you, you search for the hope

That you know you need to grasp before you begin to choke.

How could another person leave you with this kind of despair

You remember the broken bones, the pulling of hair

Its flashbacks like these that prove the world as unfair

You were good and wholesome. You need to be repaired.

When the rose tinted glasses shattered, you could finally see

The bruises and scars that had come to be

But you still craved his love and allowed yourself to bleed

Now you’re all alone and don’t realise you’re free.

Release the butterflies and let them fly away.

He was a disease and you’re free to live another day.

Speak out loud and shout the words you need to say.

I know of the pain and for you I will pray.

( hope this is ok. I haven’t written en exactly what led to it, but rather what she remembers as the panic attack hits)