Summer Morning

The hot sun

is burning on my back

as I try to escape

the latest attack.

Panic has hit me

without warning

as I went out walking

this beautiful summer’s morning.

Attempting to hide

from people I meet,

drawing inquisitive looks

from those I normally greet.

Seeing me like this

they must think me rude

when in fact it is just me

and my social ineptitude.

Now even when outside

I cannot be sure

my mind is not going to take me

on an unwelcome detour.