There’s gotta be some way

To better control my emotions.

One minute,
An ignorant bliss excites the utopia in which I reside – everything’s perfect.
Yet in the next,
My stress and anger rule my state of mind and fuel a passionate rage that scorches what I’ve grown to stand for.


Level your head and deepen your breaths.
Slap your face forcefully and squeeze your breasts.
Remember your roots and your source of drive.
Do you what you must to achieve and live.
(1/16/11 draft)

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