Breathe

Scrunched so tight,

And wound with unseen might,

Like a rusted cog,

It all runs so deep,

They say mind over matter,

And though its power is so great,

Escape is a climb,

To overcome its wills,

To fight the demons that lurk next to every good intention,

And to make it stop,

Not in permanence,

But in short,

To let me breathe.

 

Hayley Geri 2013 ©

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Author: dreamingofluminousthings

Hey I'm Hayley. 25. Australian. Female. Poet/Writer. Writing is my greatest outlet. It is my passion and my escape from an often twisted reality.

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