Still


I think but
don't speak.
Thoughts racing and carrying
away my time.
Three hours later and I'm still staring at the wall.
Time is irrelevant here.
Beneath these clouds,
I'm hidden.
Exactly where I need to be
I'm still.
Deep breaths keep me sane
While the pressure in my head builds
I sink deeper.
Deeper into a hole.
A hole I had help digging

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