You feel like a ticking time bomb, don’t you?

I know this because my back hurts. I know this because I cannot sleep at night and I have to pump my veins with caffeine three times a day. I know this because I randomly have the urge to cry. I know this because everything is mushing together like clay and I find myself drowning in every issue, melodramatic moment and past moment that I cannot let go. But take a minute and let me breathe.

For you, just breathe.

The stress of the semester is caving itself in and we are both struggling. I know that we are supposed to know what pain and hardship are but at what cost? College is the major culprit and my heavy workload is crushing me into pieces smaller than I imagined.

My Current State of Mind, everything will come together and you can finally put yourself on snooze. You will be able to sleep soundlessly and dream the dreams that always made you happy.

Sometimes, I love the loudness of you because I know that you are alive and well. But now, your sound is dwindling and distant.

I want you to remember all that you have worked for and gone through is greatly appreciated.

You can do this.

All of the stress and inevitable tension can be destroyed. No, it will be destroyed.

We both agreed that we can do anything if we put ourselves into it. We both must dive into the wreck and find some sort of sanity during the intense portions of my life.

You shape my life and right now my life needs to be molded into something that isn't a puddle of goo. I believe in you.

My Current State of Mind, you and I will be alright. I promise.