ending god
everybody picks a god to pray to and mine happens to be death
she fills me up with gratitude for every single breath
first ones
last ones
and every in between
those moments made to last
I just can't seem to keep
held breath
of luck
of anticipation
and weeping breaths anxiety
she shows me how hard breathing can be she shows me how easy breathing can be
(how blessed I am to be a mortal creature)