Blitzing my senses

This morning I laid there
Counting the moments
between the seconds
Feeling my racing heart
Galloping across my chest
Robbed of movement
My thoughts blitzing my senses
Then a whisper of calm reminded me
The greatest enemy I’ll face today is myself

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