The struggle. The fight. Can’t breathe. Can’t seem to get your head above the water. Losing the strength. Losing control. Losing the fight or the will to fight. Going under. Letting go. Darkness…
Torn between hurting those you love. Torn between never seeing them again. And this overwhelming peace that the panic has led to. Sinking into the fluidity…floating or flying
I never realized I had been drowning too. It was yours to live. It was your time to let go. And yet here I was, drowning every day. In the weight of you. The loss to deep to live with-yet I live.
I will stop drowning in the memory of you & start living in your honor-until we meet again. And then, I’m kicking your ass & never letting you go again 😉