WA 3 draft 3

Clenched fists
furry in mind
arms, legs, everything:
shaking.
Eyes red
veins bulging
hatred eating me from the inside out.
Strong desire to eliminate this problem.
Wanting to.
Having to.
Needing to.

Imagination running wild,
trying to control myself,
barley succeeding.

Struggling to get a grip,
knowing I need to.
Trying to find the strength.

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Deep Breath.
Consequences...
Breathing, Actually Breathing.
Smelling the sweet tranquil smell of life.
Relaxation.

Peace.
It's what I need.
It's what we all need.

Peace.