Aug 2017
Push my shoulder blades together,
Force my chest open
To breathe cold, frigid air.
Remove the collar from my shirt,
Suffocating me,
Keep me on the porch tonight,
To air out uncertainties,
Have the cold air dry my stinging tears.
My body shaking from the cold,
Or maybe my lack of breath.
"Come inside now! You will freeze!"
My aunt yells to me,
But out here,
I can breathe.
Force my chest open
To breathe cold, frigid air.
Remove the collar from my shirt,
Suffocating me,
Keep me on the porch tonight,
To air out uncertainties,
Have the cold air dry my stinging tears.
My body shaking from the cold,
Or maybe my lack of breath.
"Come inside now! You will freeze!"
My aunt yells to me,
But out here,
I can breathe.
I couldn't tell to you the month, or the year, I know it was cold. I know I was young. I didn't think existing was much fun. It was at the very least two years ago.
