I caught the passing rays of cotton candy pink, stripped orange merengue and baby blue across the sky ..
And I wish I could breath with ease and not worry;
I caught myself teetering back and forth on the denial of my mind that worry was nestled underneath my crown
And all I could do was let the watergates downpour the tears that fled my body.
Just breath.
1,2,3..
Just breath I told myself,
And the lump caught into my throat as panic began to tangle my skin and climb upon my chest and strike a force too hard to bear.
That this anxiety wrecked havoc and uncertainty danced right along .
I wish I could stop thinking beyond how you held my gaze or against your chest; that beyond those moments I think I was empty for so long I forgot what it felt like to be wanted.
Now I’m unsure where I stand or how you even consider me in your life.
And all I wish to allow myself do,
Is just breath.