I let them rise at will
otherwise the battle begins
it would be all uphill
So I let them rise
I do not hold them
I simply recognize
I let them breath
The messages they have
I receive
I have a lump in my throat
I will never try to swallow
when you do that you simply wallow
So I let them breath
I accept what lessons
I must receive
I ignore not
The things I have been through
I have not forgot
So out and up with emotions
Waves come at will
I accept their motions
I let them rise, breath, live and weave
What comes next
My deck clean
Nothing held in or on my chest
I am a blank slate
the state I like best~