Sometimes...
Many of times...
The easiet thing we can do...
Is breathe....
Its the symbol of living...
A simple process that seems to go on naturally...
Because the heart is in tatters...
And the conscience shattered...
We fall down upon our knees...
Looking around helplessly...
As all our hopes and dreams...
Break against bitter reality...
We don't have a reason to live...
We cannot find a cause to be...
In that time...
The only thing you and me....
Can do what can be done...
And just breathe...