...Breathe.
I find silence,
All I hear is my heartbeat.
I am still,
My eyes are fixed,
I tune out every distraction.
...Breathe.
I feel my body,
My thoughts are unfocused,
I am hurt,
There is something,
It pushes hard against me.
...Breathe.
I try hard,
My mind spins in darkness.
I can't do it.
I come to believe,
I am not enough.
So now...
All I think to do is,
...Breathe
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Hey Daniel! It's been too long. I really liked this poem. I have been there before and love how you described this feeling. Thanks for sharing.
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