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Manic Panic

by  JessicaPaul

Posted: Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Word Count: 89
Summary: A work in progress. I'm hoping it's quite evident from the content what the poem's about. I'm currently studying Psychology and wanted to try and write something that related to my current topic. I'm hoping it doesn't sound too simplistic, or overly-reductive of the disorder as I don't have first hand experience.
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The pacing’s racing. I’m chasing my
shadow’s tracing.
I dash. I crash. Go out on the lash,
camera’s flash.
I blurt. I flirt. Wear see-through shirts
and tiny skirts.
I’m fine. I shine. Show off what’s mine.
No need for sleep – I don’t feel weak.

I sip, flip, punch someone’s lip;
dark bruises on their cheek.

I scream;
believing sights
not seen.
Terror found
in unknown faces.
Sounds too loud
echoed
in open spaces.
Intense colours
show an evil side.
I’m fighting
for my right
to stay alive.