I panic, the energy feels satanic

It freezes up the magic

I want to gravitate mentally to a different planet

Hide in the woods in a cabin, until it’s gone, until I can manage

Until it is vanished, so much static in my mind, anxiety heightens automatic

Stuck in tragic, so much mental traffic, reliving all bad habits

…

I close my eyes and I breathe

I start to feel the energy growing within

I Meditate, let the bad energy disappear

Meditate on all my fears

I change my mind to change my atmosphere

I wipe my tears, as my mind clears

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