
Here under the weight of air
You feel the pressure of the past
Holding your heart tight
Within the embrace of silence
Surrounding your vision
Obscuring the surface of your prism
Here within the refracted place of grace
You search your soul
For every lasting trace of innocence
How to come up for air
Release the burden of longing and despair
While life on the other side of suffering
Beckons to you
Glimpses of sunlight fall
Refracted beneath the surface
Of the wave
As you feel the oceans roar
Giving you a sense of what you lost
And what you were living for
And now that the wave breaks
And you surrender to the swell
Have you finally learned the lessons
Of living well
No longer surrendering to the fear
Of losing your breath
Finding the way to surface
From the tumultuous depths
Of your surrendered self
The past is sometimes, quite , suffocating, but, we are the ones, giving it, that sort of a control over our, lives, and, until we realuze that, it will always be, stealing, our, precious, breaths, away…
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Yes I am realising this.. it wasn’t only my past but the ancestral past living through me but now I understand it I can withstand it and maybe find a way to breathe free of it finally… π
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