In the quiet darkness where thoughts take shape…
I felt them creeping up my neck and into the base of my brain
They tried to go undetected
But they were loud and menacing
Taking on a life of their own
With very specific nefarious intentions
They were going to take over and drown me

But they underestimated me
I wasn’t going to let go without a fight
Like claws tearing at the fibers of my brain
They insisted they were more important
They insisted they were the truth

I took a long deep breath in
Expanding my belly to the fullest
Feeling the energy surge into my open palms
Like Firestarter ready to ignite
I slowly slowly let my breath out
Through my teeth at first
Letting out a hissing sound as my belly deflated

Another deep breath in, had my belly expand
Focusing with all I had
The energy grounding and energizing me intensified
Slowly as I breathed out, I imagined blowing all the dark thoughts out with my breath
Ridding my body of the intrusive visitors
Expanding my healing energy and strength

Breathing in as deep as possible
Feeling my energy intensify and gain momentum
Collecting the last of the darkness and pushing it all the way out and away from me

Breathing in feeling love and gratitude washing over me and through me
Breathing out hope running through my veins

In the quiet darkness where thoughts take shape
I’m forming ones I choose to welcome in
Ones that help me move my life forward
Ones that help me gain strength and feel good
Ones that will win any future battles
When I know the others will inevitably return

From a daily writing prompt in the creative writing group I facilitate https://www.facebook.com/groups/213087289131266/