feel the teeth sink in,
rip word from bone,
crush heart and tear through skin.
put down the phone.
let the words sink in.
narrow down the voices in your head,
force yourself to feel alone.
don't let the pain show.
put pen to paper,
let your mind pour out,
from word to world.
inhale-
1 2 3 4
open the back door,
smell the dying plum blossoms.
take a few steps, or try to.
exhale-
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8
gaze up at the sky.
do the clouds still look red?
no, but that one looks like a wishbone.
keep walking.
smile at the single dad,
he could use it, you know it.
plus his nirvana t-shirt is pretty rad.
keep smiling.
falling leaves make little ripples,
in the puddles in the road gully.
overcast days always make for the best reflections.
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this shouldn't need to be routine.
You know, anxiety can be a *****, but in the end it's up to you when it comes to how you deal with it and how to let yourself feel.
Just be, just breathe.
