Learning How To Breathe

Void. Simply empty

I am like the loudest vase

Loud, because of the emptiness that filled it

It pours, streaming down to it's base

Loud, because my silent echoes, "Help"

In my eyes the cloud do not move

 

A huge dusty room

I still can't leave a trace if I were to pass through

This might be the life I have to live to the end

 

Exhale - the secret that lies behind a newborn baby's crying jags

Perhaps I filled my system with poisonous gas

It made my sleepless night count all the stars

As I strain myself drawing an ugly blank

The lines so heavy that the paper sank

 

But I am trying to learn how to live

To live in every breath

As Opportunity and Purpose floats in it

I could rekindle the broken link

With the Maker of Everything

This can be my story that I happily narrate to the end

Only if I don't tell it with my breath held