Over, under, treading, swimming
Boiling, freezing, tepid, cool,
When the thoughts spin ’round in chaos,
Throw me in a swimming pool.
Magnify the light of day.
Muffle sounds that pound the drums.
I’ll surface for each breath of air,
Then back below where thoughts are mum.
Heartbeat steadies,
Skin transforms,
Lungs retain and outperform.
Weightless feeling-
What a dream-
As pressure battles gravity.
Then back above, the volume rises,
Water droplets cold on skin-
Shrouded in terry disguise,
Wrapped around, corner tucked in.
Simulate weightless sensation
Back inside where it is dry.
Turn down overthought narration –
Headphones on so sound can’t pry.
Action precedes motivation.
Find a pleasant place to write.
Buckle down and face your fears.
You’re underwater.
You’ll be alright.
cozy does it 