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inhale exhale

By Phred

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crisis time.... Finding myself in trouble all the time unsure what to do, where to go chasing my tail constantly forgoing rational thought..... Can’t slow down to see what’s happeneing the other three problems I sprinted past will catch up.... and I can feel this new one growing on me like skin covering up the old  self inflicted wounds.... circling me with the hungry graze of vultures knowing it’s only time before I fall out of the pack panic time.... missing moments of reality for the unreality of my surroundings a world where i am tormentor and tormented “a hell of my own creation....” the sweat forming under my arms and the twitch in my eye and cracks in the voice inhale exhale repeat endlessly: “I am in control, I am in compliance, I am in  charge...” inhale exhale iaminchargeiaminchargeiaminchargeiaminchargeiamincharge inhale exhale and yet I’m falling apart on the insides and the mantra isn’t working and I’m ready to give in and I get run over again and I’ll comeback for more later and I’ll try to be strong inhale exhale........ Written November 8th, 2001 © on Nov 08 2001 11:01 AM PST   18 • 0 • 10

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