Internal Conflict

By no coincidence have I landed in this intense sequence of suspenseful events that reside within my psyche
I’ve grown accustomed to anticipating the unidentified inevitable whilst probable improbabilities rain on my mind’s parade
I breathe deep as my chest muscles tense... a defense against intrusive thoughts that refuse to be contained
Internally drained and perplexed by the complexity of anxiety’s effects, I reach inward in search of a forgiving calm that does not dwell there
Instead I tread lightly amongst unsteady breaths and a deflated spirit, attempting to mask inherent contempt for this affliction
With contour and composure precision-painted onto my face, I conceal the angst
Silently regulating my internal conflict, I breathe… In for four... Hold for two... Out for six...