Heavy breathing,

My heart pumping outta my chest,

An NPC without a quest.

Mind rumbling,

My heart with no place to rest,

My brain on prescribed meth.

Sometimes is so hard to breathe,

And I can't understand,

Why I can't put my mind on ease,

And why I am so scared...

Feeling numb,

My white elephants are here to help me,

They like holding me.

Feeling dumb,

I'm a little sick right now,

Soon will be okay,

I just need to lay and,

Waiting for the meds to do their job,

And then I feel I can do mine,

Waiting for the pain, to rest outside my chest

So I can fell happy, work and rest.

Calm down,

Calm down,

Calm down...

Calm down.


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