I am just beginning to exhale
The breath that has been held in a
Life stifled by responsibilties and must-dos.
A new voice calls through the wind
Flying through my mouth and down my throat
Before I can close the shutters of my soul.
The crystal castle shakes and rattles,
Its foundations crumbling.
There is a mad woman in the attic
Screaming ”Let me begin”.
And so I let the stale air out,
The breath that I have been sucking in
For years, until it finally feels
As if my lungs should burst
Leaving my life scattered in bits and pieces
All over the front porch.
Someone else would have to clean it up.