I can’t take it anymore. Feel like my head’s about to explode. But then I hear soft words saying, “Just breathe.”
Here comes that knot again. Tightening in my throat. Tension in my forehead but I hear it again. Just breathe.
The situation is hard to cope with. Seems unbearable and difficult to escape. I keep seeing scenes from that tormentuous moment. Sounds from the altercation. The still cool air. As the repetitious thoughts spiral in my mind my refuge lies in the center. Just breathe.
So I’ve decided to release. Inhale. Exhale. Let go. Tired of those same tired thoughts that are tired of running in my mind. The heart is sensitive but somehow miraculously heals from all the pain.
Yes there are stains. Yes there are scars. But I’ve learned to Just Breathe.