Rahul Rao

Sometimes I get these attacksPangs, spasms A heaviness descends upon meMy breath deepens, andthe beat of my heart increases, throbbing,until it reaches a thresholdwhen I can hear it clearly Heightened emotions spread,wave-like, over meI try to swallow my dry throatMy eyebrows frown anda sorrowful look reflects upon my countenance I look around but don’t seeAnd,