Calm.
Calm.
Calm the fear that quivers in your doubt-riddled heart
Calm the rage that burns in your certain yet suppressed mind
Calm the fury of their conflict
Calm.
Calm the paranoia you feed so well
with the mind you make manic
in your heart’s floral-padded cell
Calm the amygdala that runs wild
with every meaningless word and misunderstood action
Calm.
Calm the unspoken tension you feel with family
Calm the restless thought that you’re not truly related to them
Calm the ancient notion that the love you receive is somehow disingenuous
Calm the relentless feeling that you’ll never belong anywhere
Calm the incessant idea that you’re not even human
Calm.
Calm the gaping gash of madness
you feel deeply in your limbic system
Calm the suicidal ideation
Calm the debilitating self-deprecation
Calm the harrowing noble-sufferer syndrome
Calm.
Calm the ceaseless tsunamis from the constant earthquakes
Calm the floods engulfing your wildfire world
Calm your never-ending anxiety
about becoming nothingness
about being nothingness
about the nothingness you may have always been
Calm.