silence.
i hold my breath-
notice-
breathe again
smile
and feel the love
reaching all of me
staying with my breath-
i do not lose myself-
my blood
is still my own
and does not budge
nor becomes overcome with the urge
to jump.
it stays passionate
within my veins-
smiling and dancing
in breathe in
and rain starts-
kissing
every moment of my skin
my spirit smiles
and keeps breathing
as if suicide
has never been an option
and spring flowers
bloom in the ice
of depression.

i center myself once again
breathe
relax
and remember.
the folding of my body
wraps the world
within my palm
and quietens the cruelty-
the history
that i may have once spun.

young
and foolish
knowing no other way-
not knowing
that the pollution
came from air
around me.
hiking up
the frozen mountain
within myself
i found
i couldn't get away
from me
and the act of separation
only brought more tears
and confusion.
no one ever stopped me
along the way
and i guess
it really was for the best.
As i breathe
i remember
breath
and struggle
and the dark coal
that became my life
Now,
that darkness shines
in breath
and life
and the absence
of mirrors-
hidden tortures
that kept me here-
i'm now
walking down that mountain
and singing in praise
of all
the little flowers.
-a.