Breathe

I write to breathe. 

As the words pour out, everything seems a little bit clearer.

In and out, and once in a while

My breath gets taken away from the realization

That I am finding myself all over again

When the world seemed to control me before.

I gain my momentum and once again 

I am ready to take on another day

Knowing that with me, my words, and my ability to let it all out

I can survive this place call life.