Pressure

When the bough of sanity cracks,
The dam of defence fractures
And the over flow
Flows over

Breathe

Recognise the moment,
It's fleeting temporal nature
Identify the source
Visualise it's retreat

For the only battle
Is the battle within
You are the supreme arbiter
Choose well or not at all

Pain is such a small step from pleasure
Harness both, subject them as you will,
Paradise then is yours
With all that entails.