b r e a t h i n g . . .

breathing
just
pretending to be 
so robust
confused can't understand
looking on the other hand
finding it hard to swallow
all that's here is hollow
breathing
slow
wanting at last to
let it go
struggling to make sense
emotions too sharp intense
how long will these feelings last
washing over me thick and fast
caught here weak ensnared
can't see what we've shared
breathing 
still
heavy cloud filled headiness
squeezing thoughts into emptiness
sheets of white that billow
inside my head
rest uneasy on my pillow
small frame big bed
colours draining away
with words left to unsay
breathing 
fast
temperature spikes 
silent screams 
stolen thoughts 
wildish dreams
dragged down deep
fitful sleep 
tossed 
and turned
breathing 
sharp
giving up the fight to feel
too tired too spent to steal
a moment or two 
of past reverie
don't look inside my mind
there's nothing left to find
breathing 
soft
tired sleepy weakened smile
let me lay for a little while
dark past vanished from sight
I'll be here in the morning light
wanting to be right and free
sharing in the you and me