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What happens after weeks of sleeplessness and being overworked beyond exhaustian. |
| Breakdown Staring eyes, Racing heart, Giddiness unleashed. Smiling faces, Raised eyebrows, Breathe Slow Breathe Deep Relax… Relax… Close the eyes, See the blackness Turn to rainbows. Giggles, giggles! Breathe Slow Breathe Deep Tension, twitching, ticking, Rising… Rising… Rising… Peaking. Tears roll down the face Control yourself! How? Shaking, crying, sobbing… Take deep breaths. Wracking sobs Tear the throat, Burn the eyes, Smudge the images, Blur the lines. Lay softly in the dark, Sing a quiet tune… “And all will turn to silver glass…” Breathe Slow Breathe Deep Reality falls away. Open the eyes, Searing and red, Dry the tearstains On the cheeks Calming… Calming… Calming… Finished. [Line 37: Source: "Into the West" sung by Annie Lennox; The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King soundtrack.] |