my mind is chasing itself
i stop to catch
a breath of air
only to breathe in blood
rushing to my chest,
for my heart
is racing too
i try to quench
my growing thirst
but all i have (to drink)
is more stressful than before
i should have brought something else!
"i think i'm lost!"
my mind says to
itself...
oh! to be found!
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