When you feel as if can no longer inhale
the weight of darkness pressing against your eyes
When you wander for hours
searching for horses without a compass
only to find yourself
lost once again within a silence so loud
that you place two fingers against the warm softness of your neck
surprised by the throbbing beat confirming your existence
You are alive,
so why do you hold onto this disappearing act?
You are alive
so make the decision to stay
even when you remember
and even when the ache steals your breath
Even when shame rips through your body
over and over again
It is not yours
Can you hear me?
It is not yours
Don't go
Reach inside the pain until you find her
Wrap your love around her tiny shoulders
embracing her brave heart
Tell her that she is safe now, and she needs to stay
because you need to stay
and live
Angela Minard 2014©
Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 8:29 PM UTC
When you feel as if can no longer inhale
the weight of darkness pressing against your eyes
When you wander for hours
searching for horses without a compass
only to find yourself
lost once again within a silence so loud
that you place two fingers against the warm softness of your neck
surprised by the throbbing beat confirming your existence
You are alive,
so why do you hold onto this disappearing act?
You are alive
so make the decision to stay
even when you remember
and even when the ache steals your breath
Even when shame rips through your body
over and over again
It is not yours
Can you hear me?
It is not yours
Don't go
Reach inside the pain until you find her
Wrap your love around her tiny shoulders
embracing her brave heart
Tell her that she is safe now, and she needs to stay
because you need to stay
and live
Angela Minard 2014©
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