I'm here.
Whole and complete
Unshattered, in one piece
Spontaneous, overwhelmed
Slow back to
moving
Familiar sounds only my heartbeat
soothing
Nor I bruised
My senses are merely striving
To not be confused
My organs in place
Just learning to utilize
From my brain to my lungs
My toes to my eyes
Re-using my body bit by bit
It's not coming back to me,
I'm coming back to it
So please, don't mind me...
I'm just learning how to breathe again
.........freely.
Damn, you're good....
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed it... thanks
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ReplyDelete"It's not coming back to me, I'm coming back to it"
ReplyDeleteAmazing.
Nice poem, sounds like boxing
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