Tue, 04/26/2022 - 09:11 -- A_M_o_s

Crushing under the weight,

trying to swing it in stride.

This adulting concept was not well explained.



Pinching yourself, begging to wake up

from a terrible nightmare.

This can't be real.

Breathe baby,



Tired of fighting unseen wars,

chasing yet to be fulfilled dreams

Doing all you can, hoping it will all make sense in the end.

Breathe, my dear, Breathe!


Your legs scream in protest,

as they pound the pavement

Arms flailing,

don't forget to breathe child.


One deep breath,

fill your lungs.

Feel it expand.

R e l e a s e



Do it again

and again,

keep breathing.


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