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Forever Without

Tiffany J., Lompoc, CA By LordHelen, Lompoc, CA

Focus. Breathe. Relax.

I hate it. It is dull, boring. It’s supposed to teach patience, control. It’s supposed to help me find my inner power, find tranquility and peace. But I am not patient, and I don’t have control. I can’t find peace because the sound of silence annoys me so much, and the smell of incense makes me want to gag. Except I have to be perfectly still, immobile as a statue. One that isn’t enchanted, that is.

Focus. Breathe. Relax.

How can I relax? It’s too warm. I’m sweating through my shirt. My hair is plastered uncomfortably to my neck and shoulders, but I can’t brush it away. Immobile. I can’t concentrate hard enough. I’m going to fail-again. I am losing my focus, I can feel it. I can feel the hold loosening, slipping, gone.

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