Please lend me some air

Sometimes

it is hard to breathe.

My lungs

are compressed

by

b o u l d e r s

that sit

on my chest

weighing down

on my life.

Sometimes

it is hard to breathe.

Life whips

around me

like a

t o r n a d o

and

I can’t

get

a moment

to gasp

for

a i r.

Sometimes

it is hard to breathe.

But it’s only because

I find

myself

u n c o n s c i o u s l y

holding my

b r e a t h

for

30 seconds

60 seconds

120 seconds...

Sometimes,

it is hard to breathe—

so

I just don’t.