23 February 2009

breathe

Breathe

inhale,
boy does it feel nice to think
exhale.
if only I knew how to solve problems
inhale,
I'm very afraid of what happens next
exhale.
The only calm in this storm is my ability to clear my brain
inhale,
with each breath, is a clear thought.
exhale.
Oh wow, the world. oh look a child. the world is busy. the child fell. busy world messes up. should i help the child. messes up my thoughts. STOP.
breathe,
inhale, exhale.
calm the storm. inhale, exhale.

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