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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