Weekend Warriors

I'm a curse and I'm a sound
When I open up my mouth
There's a reason I don't win
I don't know how to begin

the last thing

the last thing you deserve is love
you say these things
then turn yr back on every word
you act as though yr an upright person
but yr worse than any one youve ever met
you don't know what you want
you don't know what you need
youve been searching for this affection
too scared to take a risk
the last thing you deserve is compassion
the last thing anyone will give you is respect
theyll take two shits on yr personality before they give you
that love you think you so desperately want
the first thing you should do is

cognitive behavioral theraphy

in a lush green forest
the trees grow tall and thick with leaves
the sky over head is gray and dark
see a stone path traveling upward
take a step
feels cold on my souls
follow the path
smooth and calming
the air is cold and refreshing
move upwards toward the hill
once there
see the sun hiding behind the clouds
rays of light sneak out from cover
hitting and warming the face
the cold air runs through mouth ears nose
all aching subsides
for once, I CAN BREATHE


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