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The Unsupervised Stop Sign
a gathering of thoughts, parallel runs the chaotic narrative:
I don't know what's wrong
why my heart flutters in my chest
affirmations run riot:
"you have a lot to deal with"
STOP
guilt, plagued by guilt
stride forward, deal with it all!
acknowledge my right to be affected
and rest
here I lay, thoughts tangling themselves into poetry
thud thud thud
goes my chest
bpm 105 and rising - running invisible marathons, until the words come into focus
stop, slow down
let guilt and shame rest
heartbeat rest
fluttering to the ground
pieces to be reassembled another day
the unsupervised stop sign
chose me
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