Monday, December 31, 2018

view from above


i understand now
that it’s not a shattered heart
an ignored body
an empty hollow chest
a too tired brain
an exhausted soul
this broken lens this shield over my eyes
this frame I have overlaid
clouded by my fear 
splintered with my doubt
my view has been distorted and twisted
i hold my breath and break the surface 
the cold water stings 
and clears my view
relieved, i feel my heart strongly pumping
my chest fills with hope  

and the remaining space is possibility