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"Breath in,
Breath out,
Close your eyes, don't shout,
Breath in,
Breath out,
Control you'll learn, to live without,
Breath in,
Breath out,
This is not forever,
Breath in,
Breath in,
Breath out...

Listen to my lullaby,
I'll sit here with you as you cry,
It'll be okay again,
It'll be okay again my friend,

Breath in,
Breath out,
Make sure you do it slow,
Breath in,
Breath out,
Confusion is nothing, dangerous my dear...
Breath in,
Breath in,
Breath out...

Breath in...
Breath in...
Breath out..."

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Are you going to let the panic pierce it's claws in you?
"I don't know what to do!"
Don't you dare give me that excuse!
Let's be raw, let's be honest,
You know why you're here,
It's true so let's promise,
To only be raw, and brutally honest,
You love this place, don't you?

"No..."

No you say,
but if that's true,
I'll make it simple,
Tell you what to do:

Deep. Breaths.
One, two, one two,
Breath in watch the clock,
Breath out after some tick tocks,

Calm. Down.
Press your eyelids,
Ever so gently,
It tricks your head,
Into thinking you're in the sea,
Causing a calming,
Let it sit thirty seconds,
Breath in and out,
Repeat, that's the lesson,

Calm. Loud.
Listen to music,
We all like that sound,
If classical works,
Put it on and calm down,
If rock and roll works,
Not too loud or it'll hurt.

Now if you honestly try,
Some of these methods,
You will make it through,
In one piece I recon,
But being without it,
Forever I doubt,
Is something you could say,
With truth from your mouth,

For sickness like panic,
Depression and worry,
Is founded in a lack of control,
And the world takes it's tole,
But if you let things be,
You may be truly free,
But none of us will let go of the rope,
That is connected to a noose,
It will soon choke our throats...

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"Can you feel?

Are you here?

Can you tell where your fingertips end?

Can you tell the difference between your flesh and the air that slowly gets drained from your surroundings?

Half of your air gets taken and replaced by shallow, empty breaths...

It's all so...

Numb

Physically numb, feeling like you're slowly fading away

You see your skin, but after a while you start to question if you're still alive

You scratch your skin to feel

But the temperature of your touch is the same, the pain is not felt

You go to lay down, looking up at the cieling

It is quiet

Your body sinks into the sheets, pillows, fear

Fear without a racing heart or beating pulse

You reach to the side of your neck to gain evidence, but you feel...

Nothing

Through it all you feel exhausted, it led you to where you lay after all

Your eyelids close, much like those of a tired soul

The only difference is that you'll regret your decision. Even after your body shuts down, your mind will be left in the darkness,
Questioning your limbs...

Can you feel?

Are you here?"

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Newest update:

"Don't want to get well but I have to get better,
I know we can't stay in this darkness forever,
If we play our cards right,
We might see the sunlight,
Don't let me go,
Cause I won't let you fall,
All for one,
And one for all"

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