breathing

 nostalgia2

why is it so hard to breathe

I can’t breathe

I try to draw air into my lungs

nothing happens no air no air

my lungs are locked frozen

you used up my share of air

with your angry sizzling words

anger has sucked the oxygen

right out of this room

this is wrong so wrong

please be quiet please

please let me breathe

I gasp and gasp and gasp

The questions begin.

What is wrong with you?

Why are you so upset?

What the f— did I do?

my tears are flowing

no shortage of water

wrapping my arms

so tight around myself

I almost feel my ribs crack

I am having a panic attack

croaks from my throat

the attempt to speak

unlocks my lungs

air roughly forces its way in

it hurts as I choke it back out

broken lungs, broken spirit

satisfied with my answer

secure that it wasn’t your fault

after all, I made you so mad

when I said that

you were smothering me

and I hurt your feelings, so

you knew it wasn’t your fault.

you walk out the front door

drive away from my emotions

air rushes back into the room

as soon as you close the door

but now, but now I’m not sure

if I even want to breathe anymore.

by Jeanne Marie

Could Not Leave, Could Not Stay

 

ricky

Could Not Leave, Could Not Stay
touched, loved, held safe in my hands
until he was free on the floor.
where life knocked him down
and then he smiled no more.
memories of his face, turned toward me
small helpless child, eyes wide with fear.
lost moments, chances not taken
sucked up by time
washed away, year by year.
his precious innocence
his trusting smile,
soul bruised by words
so unkind, to that child.
and then time, it was lost
freely given, but oh, the cost.
could not leave, could not stay
trapped by fears
till the future became today.
could not leave, could not stay
a man stands on my floor,
mom, don’t cry, he pleads with me
it doesn’t matter anymore.

by Jeanne Marie