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.