Holding back
Inside, around, behind
what's in my mind?
Flashbacks
tons of flashbacks.
I wiggle, I scream
hes too mean.
I can't get away
but you think I did it to
myself.
I struggle for air
just breathe in
and out.
Its not fair,
my mind goes in circles
yet blank wandering into
space.
Breathe in
four seconds
Hold it
seven seconds
let it out
eight seconds
flashbacks
they pass.
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