SaltwaterJanuary

I’m here to read, write, and breathe poetry : )

Light Touches Surface

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SAlTWATERJANUARy: Poetry

It’s late evening

And I’m breathing

I’m breathing

Though I find it hard to rise

It’s late evening

And I’m breathing

I’m breathing,

Despite the tiredness inside

God,

Would you allow me this moment

Just a place to hide?

It’s late evening

And I;m breathing

And I’ll breathe another day