Sucker-Punched


Goosebumps felt like rose thorn pricks. Piercing shivers, penetrating winds.
Torment agonizing, burning cuts. Simultaneously attacking, with no regrets.
Comes the moment, when all is fine. Hits unexpectedly, sucker-punched
from behind. Nail-biting uneasiness, distrust, mistrust, cold sweats, anxiety at its best.
Unexpected 5k race, inhale and exhale, trying to breath.
The experts say sertraline could help, just take 10mg, a small dose, once a day.
Embracing feelings of clarity and peace.
A moment in time, sure to stay.

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