Breathing
I closed my eyes knowing what was coming,
I knew it wasn’t good because my world began the bleeding,
I knew I couldn’t bandage the wounds, they seemed too deep too vile and cruel.
I couldn’t hold my breath long enough to leave the blighting room,
I couldn’t close my ears to the sound of breath of failing on every draw,
I couldn’t tame the terrors as I lay upon the silent floor,
I couldn’t hold my breath long enough to halt the rising shards,
of glassy meaningless shock of nothing slipping from the random cards,
I couldn’t hold my self together enough to stop the midnight cries,
and so it went and so it was and so again the night it dies.
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