Psychic Attack

Psychic Attack

The air tightens around me without warning,

as if an unseen hand presses against my thoughts,

and I feel the sharp edge of a force unspoken,

trying to unravel the peace I built within.

I stand firm against the rising pressure,

gathering the stillness that lives in my chest,

and I push back with a steady courage,

refusing to let shadows claim my ground.

The mind is stronger than the unseen storms,

and even when the night seems too close,

I hold my centre without trembling,

knowing I am guarded by my own strength.

The pressure fades when I breathe with purpose,

letting calmness settle through my body,

and I rise with a renewed understanding,

knowing the mind can outlast any force.

In the silence that follows the final push,

I feel a clearer space open within,

and I walk forward with a grounded heart,

knowing I am safe in my own power.