My Air

It progressed as a thought, Developing into what were my emotions I Wanted, I thrived, to be oblivious, Pushing Through, Breathing air I felt I didn't deserve I didn't think I needed a savior, I felt I needed to be let go, from the grip, the vice, that was life I needed to know I deserved my seat, on what felt like my never ending rollercoaster Confidence and Discipline Attributes acquired in the release of energy on a small, bright green ball The wind hitting my face, the heat building around my thighs, The air burning my lungs from pushing myself to play hard. Learning to blame my actions on a systematic mistake to be perfected through practice, As opposed to a simple mistake burned into me like a scar, I needed to know I was ok, I learned to be ok With Myself, With My Life With the air, that coursed through my lungs. My Air