You take a deep breath, fill your lungs,

And hold…you're angry,

Too angry to feel sad- that will come later.

You're sick of life and look for a way out.

All your problems swell inside,

Not sure if you want to run or hide.

Thoughts rush into your mind-

That things would be better if you died.

You don't want any more lies.

Your mind is spinning,

But it's only the beginning.

All your thoughts collide,

What your thinking, you can't decide,

All the answers you can't seem to find.

You continue to swell; it's too much to take.

But you make it harder than it has to be-

All you have to do is slow down and breathe.

So calm down your mind and let it all out;

Free all that is bottled up inside…

And exhale.