Breathe

by kb97

October 24, 2015

Stop.

Close your eyes.

Count 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. . .

Breathe.

Rinse and repeat

Until your heart is no longer

Trying to beat out of your chest.

Until you aren't suffocating,

And your shaking hands are still.

Until you know that it's not real,

You aren't there.

Not anymore.

Easier said than done

When your thoughts won't stop and you're back in that place.

But what else can you do, except

Breathe.

Count 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. . .

Open your eyes

And move on.

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I haven't written much poetry so if you have any suggestions please let me know. I'm 21. I'm about to start college again after dropping out twice. I will be majoring in Public Service with a focus on Nonprofit Management. If you have questions about something I write or just about me in general go ahead and ask. If you're worried it's too personal ask anyway (except full name, address, or other potentially identifying information). If I don't want to answer I'll let you know. Thanks for reading my poems! :)

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kb97Oct 24, 2015

<p>I posted this last night (or technically this morning I guess) and it accidentally posted twice, but when I went to look at them to see which copy had more views or whatever I realized that it was redirecting me to some other site for some reason. So here it is again and hopefully it will work this time.</p>

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