• calmripples 23w

    .Trying to breath.

    There are times the air is too tight
    like you're breathing from a hot balloon .
    Air tight to lock you off forever.

    Those times you seek escape
    you seek to fly free,
    a bird defying gravity, memorising the bodies of the wind
    knowing the course it blows and when
    like they are one entwined.
    navigating its traffic,
    never giving a chance to get blown away.

    Your freedom could be tears on a soft night
    when you feel inadequate to carry-on .
    the baggage drops in bits to your salvation
    you shred every time you cry
    you shred the load, bit with every tears shed
    walking away to freedom
    till it becomes eternal.
    ©calmripples