SCRAPS #076: SELF-SOOTHE

Focus breathing self-soothe

On the fact that you’ll get there

I know I will make it through

I don't know how I would do

Dreamt to be a wrestler

Lover not a fighter

I understand I'm a broken man

I've grown a little wider

I’m a mere mortal

Blinded by my combat

Some may say I'm lucky

They say that I don't want that

I want to reach my top

Point the peak the Pinnacle

Summit of my Everest

Physical mental spiritual