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It doesn't come

I mean something comes but not "It"

 

Anxiety starts in the heart and flutters outward like a peacock shedding off recent rainfall

The well of my stomach. Why is it always so deep and black

My ringing ears or head or brain - its noticable now

The bottoms of my feet tingle - slowly roasting to perfection

And my breath Quick IN and Ouuuuuuuuuuuut.

Quick IN. And Ouuuuuuuuuuuut

 

My mind is blank except when its not because the attic door has popped open

That damn attic door... no matter how many combinations of pills, drink, food, exercise, media shows or music I stack on top ... poof - I look away and ... open

The black cavernous grotto feels damp and I could swear I hear the drip drip drip echoing with that all too familiar musty smell

Breathe Breathe Breathe

Feel Feel Feel

Close Close Close

 

Aaah - this is your captain speaking, currently we have no information as to when we will be given clearance to taxi and take flight - until then we are in a

Holding Pattern

Please continue to enjoy all the amenities available to you on the lower and upper decks

Thank you

 

Lost.