maybe it is better to write.

I am scared. I woke up, not from a dream, I think, but if it was then it was certainly a dream of an emotion - the sensation that something vile was running through my veins. I felt it in my forearms first and it spread outwards to the entire body, and i felt like my body was wracked with corruption, each muscle tensing as I curled up.

It felt like fear, except I don't know what I was afraid of, and that in turn scares me.

And with it came thoughts of mediocrity, fears of loneliness. I suppose it is what people call a panic attack, except the question still lingers?

What was I panicking over?