Eyes closed
Face screwed up
Muscles tense
I sit
Shaking, shivering
A ball of fear
Memories threaten
To overtake me
1, 2, 3
Breathe!
I exhale sharply
In, out
I remember what my therapists said
Then, instantly
I am calm
A sort of peace
Washing over me.
FOWC with Fandango — Closed – This, That, and the Other (fivedotoh.com)