Breathe. Just breathe.
In. Out.
Control. I have control.
I don't have control.
Tumbling, falling, hitting rock bottom.
I'm spiraling, crashing, hitting my floor.
Short of breathe, scrunched up eyes.
Scratchy carpet against my cheeks.
Breathe. Just breathe.
Hands clenching into fists.
I push myself off the floor.
Wiping tear stained cheeks, tucking hair into place.
Facing the world again, crying's for another day.
