Breathing

Is a battle all in itself

You look around and see the trees

Hear the road noise, feel the breeze

And realize you are living

Sometimes you just have to survive

But in truth, each day is a win

Every breath is a battle

Each time you open your eyes

Fresh from slumber or barely conscious

You’ve decided to continue

Learn to let go of what you can’t control

And just breathe;

Mirrors

How strange we look and see ourselves

or maybe not at all

Only our biggest failures and smallest

successes make it to the surface

Reflections of what we want and aren’t,

never of the beauty that goes unnoticed

The every day victories of breathing

Of surviving one more day in this world

that isn’t always kind or faithful

Which often denies us the positivity

our souls are starving for

With this I urge you to look again

and see the goodness. The warrior.

The innocence you have deep within

Child-like wonder that has grown dormant

Silence the wicked voice that whispers:

FAILURE; IDIOT; LOSER;

HOPELESS; WORTHLESS

Insert adjectives of your inner critic here

Eradicate those from your personal dictionary

These lies deserve nothing but your dismissal

Find the light in your existence. It’s there.

Seek in life only what fuels that light

Don’t ever let it dim or die

Weightless

Time is a continuum

But death stops it in its tracks

If just for a moment

The continents still

Traffic quiets, rivers halt

If just for a moment

Words are silenced

Breaths are bleak

If just for a moment

As if a cardiac hiccup attempts

To keep us close to our loved one

If just for one last moment