There is a lion in the hallway
I put on my mask
a simple facade
has me holding my breath
walking quietly like a whisper
through the trees
my lungs feel tight
I inch my way past
almost bursting at the seams
I hold onto our memories
take breathes from my heart
I am over the hill
out in the fields
surrounding by tall grass
hidden within the flowers
safe
I close my eyes
dream to live another day