I breath today as I did my first day, uncertain of where my exhale will settle and stay. I'm unsure of the risk my ongoing rough breath will display. I feer to show my fear, I'm angry at my hate. I cry to the sadness of each breath I need to embrace. I tremble for the chuckle of each windful escape with every beat of my heart as it strives to brake.
NO!!! No I say. I want to breathe and chuckle to happier days. Yet i still sigh with an on going pain. Why Oh Mighty God, why must i disgrace all I breath today as I did my my first day with hesitant ambition yet I still pray. I curse the first breath given each one on each day. Will I curse and curse this painful breath I need to embrace and keep sighing and crying hating and denying the sweet breath you give me each day?
YES!! Yes I want to breath as my first day. I know my breath is the wind that can clear my way.
I breath today as I did my first day hoping for an exhale that my soul will save
