Breath

How many times have I said

It's not my time yet?

As a way to avoid regret

As a substitute for forgiveness

How many times have I held

My hand to my chest?

To check for the emptiness

To feel the comfort in my breasts

Sometimes I forget my own breath

Sometimes I forget my own breath

Sometimes I forget my own strength

Even when it's all I have left

Sometimes I forget my own self

Between my womb and my heart

Between the thoughts in my head

I try to pull them apart

And dive right into the mess

Into the space where it's wet

The feelings that have to be met

The patterns that have to be left

Emotions all have to be felt

Sometimes I forget my own breath

Sometimes I forget my own breath

Sometimes I forget my own strength

Even when it's all I have left

Sometimes I forget my own self

You wouldn't know me

You wouldn't believe me

The times that I grieved me

The layers that weaved me together release

And there's no underneath

I can't even see me

Sometimes I forget my own breath

Sometimes I forget my own strength

Even when it's all I have left

Sometimes I forget my own self