18 May 2021 –

Never did I think that I wasn't breathing.
I recently found that I have been holding my breath for years,
If I had known that was why life was so hard
I would have inhaled long ago.

Why did I think that by going and going
without ever stopping that I was succeeding at life?
Life is much easier when I take the time to breathe.
I inhale slowly and enjoy each breath.

Life is hard when I hold my breath,
waiting for the worst.
Yet I continuously do it again and again
hoping for something to change.

Will I ever be able to breathe normally 
for longer than a moment here and there?
My lungs are starving for a deep breath
and another and another and another...