Mind Over Matters

A year ago

I wanted death.


My mind raced.

My breath hastened .

My chest felt tight.


Shadows filled thoughts.

My mind was crossed.


I wanted life.

I wanted death.

Limbo of thought.


But that was then

and this is now.


When thoughts creep in,

I count  to ten,

closing my eyes.


I see my world

where I find peace.


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