The Weather Panic Attacks br Watching every weather station, reading every report br Stomach twisting in knots, knowing my home is to be my fort br Over whelming fear of doom, of this hurricane that's headed this way br Will this be the one, with wall of water that buries all that stay br br I can't seem to breath and heart racing, can't calm down, so afraid br Brings me back to early childhood, to where some times I played br Brings back memories of abuse and being held under the dark water br Where I was held off a pier, being pulled under like a lamb to slaughter br br I tell myself this will be okay, but deep down I guess I can't reason br I'm so terrified, because they say this will be a bad hurricane season br People don't want to hear the weather report any more from me br They can't feel the terror of what I feel and they can't see br br Will I forever be doomed with this curse on my life, the fear and pain br Can the panic attacks begin to go and treat the weather like rain br The storm has pasted, the weather center I must start watching again br To start watching for tropical Caribbean weather all over again! br By Dogs4donna br br br © 2008 Dogs4donna (All rights reserved)br br Donna Nimmobr br