Breathe,
when was the last time you listened to yourself breathe,
When was the last time you felt your heart beat,
Focusing rhythm instead of heartbreak,
Holding on to yourself for your own sake.
And breathe,
Hold it all in for a second,
Remember the panic but don't let it reprimand,
Your heart back into its state of depression and unrealistic, un-guaranteed,
Hopes and dreams of a future that can happen exactly how you need.
It's time to breathe,
It's time to bring in some fresh air, time to realise there's care,
Just for you. All for you and it's all fair,
It's all going to hold you together,
Glue on every single feather,
That fell off in your moment of defeat.
Those gloomy feathers used to lay down at your feet.
But as you fell down on your knees,
In utter reflection and release,
You were not afraid to cry out.
You were not afraid of hell.
I've seen many people learn to breathe,
And I've seen others snatch breath's,
Right from under living death,
And replace it with a wanderlust of love,
Craving more each day instead of,
Losing feathers
That fall off in moments of defeat.
No gloomy feathers lay at their feet.
Instead of falling on their knees,
In complete reflection and release,
They find a truth,
They hold a hope,
They kept a locked box around their heart,
Just hoping someone had the key.
I once lost my feathers in a moment of defeat,
And all my gloomy feather just lay useless at my feet,
And I fell to my knees,
In complete reflection and release,
The only time I could hear myself breathe,
The only time I felt my heartbeat,
The only time I let you lift my chin,
And kiss me on the forehead, mucked with all my pain and sin.
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