Inhale...

My lungs filled

All the stress, worries and fears

Taken in, keep it within

I... hold it...hold it...

Wide eyed, slanted... into slits

Nothing is clear, I'm so unaware

My soul no longer here
a foggy stare to what appears

So I, hold it...hold it...

Inhale...

Again...
chest getting tight

I don't care, overcapacity isn’t rare

I can take it all, in... *cough*

I need to hold it...hold it

Smoke filled eyes, blurred vision

Nothing seen

Beyond the smoke screen

Of worries, stress and fears

Substance unclear, invading my air

Must...hold it...hold it...

I...can’t...hold it...I must...

...Release

Stress evaporated

Worries dissolved

Fears blown

Eyes closed

Lungs deflate

Thoughts escape...

Exhale.

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