Breathe

a poem about slowing down

breathe in


	you are among
		friends
	here

they understand
		or they try to
	but that’s enough

they feel you
	they see you
		they know you

			they know
		how bad
	it all was

they care
	they worry
		they notice

			they help
		they are kind

know
	that I would not
			lie

				about something
		like
	this. 

that each
	word I speak
			is truth

ugly
	and
broken
	though
it may
	be,
truth
	all the
same. 

	these words
			must
				be said.

					watch
				them try
			to stop
		you. 

you are already
	too far
		gone. 




breathe out.

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I acknowledge that it is a bit hypocritical to talk about my update schedule slowing down before immediately posting something new the next day. My update schedule is effectively WIFLI: Whenever I Feel Like It.

Anyways, with that out of the way…

I have a bit of a problem with making my poems too vague. Since I have all the answers already, I don’t feel the innate need to explain them. It’s something I’m working on.

I’ll have something new in one day and/or three months.