Self-administered tranquilizers.

Two breaths in,

I don't feel either of them leave. 

The longer I go on, 

the shakier I get. 

To make the mind stationary is 

a control freak's lullaby.

As much as I longed for control,

knowing it was impossible,

I continue trying to get my internal footing.

There's plenty of air in my lungs

and it's making its way in and out,

but everything feels so numb.

My mind is stimulated,

though I'm quite sure that I lost it a while ago.

Everything feels tense but my thoughts come through completely calm.

I have no clue what balance is anymore,

but I think it's what I'm missing. 

Human Dignity + Compassion = Peace.