(Another) Panic Attack Poem

Anger grips me tight
I fly out of the room,
desperate not to be seen
I close the door as tears run down my face
my heart is beating out of control
I fear it will beat out of my chest
I grip the counter, trying to get some control
I feel the urge to run, anywhere but here
spasms jerk through me as I stare
I stare at the contorted face I see in the mirror
how can that be me?
eyes and nose all red
red streaks running down my face
tears leave burning tracks
I silently scream as I jerk
I twist my arms a I struggle
I want to break everything
I feel the urge to do something
anything
anything to get rid of the pain
my thoughts run
my heart tries to keep pace
I feel as if I'm in danger, but there is nothing
nothing but my own thoughts
and that's more dangerous than anything
I feel like I'm trapped
I'm trapped and need to get free
as the spasms slowly fade
I'm left staring at myself
wondering why this happens to me
my eyes fade to pink and then to white
I try to calm down and breath
I'm shaking, my arms still griping the counter
my arms are sore as I let go
I wait until my face is normal
I walk out and pretend nothing happened
but I know it will happen again
ill be lucky if I make it through a day