Why Am I Always
Holding My Breath?
If I Breathe, My
Breathing May
Swell...
And The Tsumanis Create
Where Thhhheeyyy
Crest.
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Overwhelms Darkness
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Where It Hurts.
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(Make's It MAD!)
-Gray Squirrel
09-12-2026
To breathe in Autumn's seasonal jewel
where its richness and beauty are wistful
as slumbering Autumn awakens, Summer cleaves
till' Summer at last turns its green leaves
allowing Autumn to reveal its grandeur
in a majestic and glorious splendor
in colors of orange, yellow and red
on every limb their colors spread
until they brown, and lose their crown
to leave bare limbs, when the fall to the ground
the beauty of Autumn ends in sadness
yet, memory of Autumn becomes a gladness
Life is beyond our thoughts and expectations
What we envision might not be the reality
In all, God disposes His will
Sometimes, it seems to be a redirection
Meanwhile it is a destined path
Aligning might be difficult
Adjusting might be frustrating
But there is always a light at the end of the Tunnel
Look, come on, look
Look at your reflection
See what other people see
Below average face
Garbage body
No prospects
No personality
Short in stature and of breath
Breath?
Might as well today
No one needs you that badly
Breath?
Don't look away
Breath...
Breathe!
(1) Breathe in
I can do this
No you can't
You're pathetic and this is pointless
Why bother, just give up
(2) Hold
Just keep it going
What are you doing?
This won't kill me
Though that would be nice...
(3) Breathe out
Nice and slow
Letting it all out
You're so stupid
Release all my tension
(4) Hold
I got this
I am capable
I am strong
I am ok
(1) Breathe in
Things One Can't Change, Just Breathe
A range of things don't move, no question
The plea,
Life launches weight you can't always be a
Perk
Pressure hits hard, sits sunken in the stitching-
Things one can't change...Just Breathe
Turmoil doesn't query if you're ready to
Percolate.
Truth doesn't solicit just cause you believe.
When the world domiciles cold and won't
Compromise Things one can't change...
Just Breathe.
Some fights ain't your own, let the weight
Exemption, Not every storm justifies your
Peace.
Life hits brutal; don't let it snatch things one
Change...Just Breathe
When the world pitches noise, you don't
Get accredited.
And truth gets entwined in what they interwind,
Hold your Center, keep your things one can't
Change..Just Breathe
breathe
relax
responsive
slowed down heartbeat
positively prone
visualize
meditate
chilling
breath
In the moment of life and death
Cried I on the visible and the invisible for mercy
It was my crossroad
I fought for the last breath in me
The savior nigh, my blood fought to sustain the life in me
Cruelty has taken root in the heart of man
My voice piercing the ears of similar beings
But there was no sympathy
What can I do?
All I could say was,
“Please, please, I cannot breathe.”
“I can’t breathe. Please, the knee in my neck.”
Pleading and asking for water was a demand of my soul.
Just like a sheep to be slaughtered, I could have been served water.
It was the norm, and the last respect, but not in my case.
“My stomach hurts. My neck hurts. Please, please. I can’t breathe,”
The voice that still echoes in the heart of a writer.
Rest In Perfect Peace, George Floyd.
——————————————————————–
Matthew D. Ahafianyo
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Breathless
I gasp
for air at the
mention of your name. My
lungs strain to breathe but you leave me
breathless
I breathe you in
Deep within my soul,
I breathe you in
Until I loose control,
I breathe you in
You make me whole.
Why does it
hurt to breathe?
Is it him
haunting me?
I’m scared.
Yea, I know I’m filled with fear.
Dear...
He was dear to me,
He sure was.
But I know I can’t run
Because I’m tired.
I’m sure I’ve said it before—
Before he walked
through that door.
He’s gone.
And now I can’t breathe.
I can feel him
haunting me.
When I look to my sides
I can see this man
I want so desperately.
But I should try to stop.
But my love
is just too much.
I can see him
in front of me.
All I can think:
"Wow, isn’t this lovely?"
Do you think he remembers me?
Funny...
Does he?
Trust me, it’s probably fear
Because he’s there.
The darkness of night creeps quite deep,
The world everywhere is asleep,
I feel my breath within my chest,
Sensing myself divinely blessed.
My lungs expand to hold the air,
Deep silence prevails everywhere,
A void fills the crown of my head
Where during daylight thoughts are fed.
Seated down erect on a chair
I breathe deep and hold on the air,
Focussing on my inner self
And peering down within myself.
Feels of peace suffuse my being,
In the space I sense like cruising,
Aware of being a live soul,
Linked with some greater divine whole.
Alive to the depth within me,
Quite conscious of the bliss to be,
I feel a spark lighting my eye
With its glow sourcing from the sky.
I touch my hand against my cheek
And find strength from within me leak,
That during day I could not know,
Like the steady way currents flow.
This inner force that draws the light
Pervades in me bliss and delight,
That one can find, but in the high
When soaring up towards the sky.
My mind is clear as shining glass,
In silence I watch moments pass,
I am the seeker and the seen,
Being in the space in between.
You know, my love,
I breathe your sweet affection inevitably,
seven days a week,
for it is difficult to erase your lovely image,
as well as your kisses, from my thoughts.
Since the moment I knew you were the love of my life,
my mind was programmed,
and gave me no oxygen to think of anything else.
Your indispensable silhouette
and beautiful embraces filled my whole being,
taking over my soul,
and becoming my very heartbeat.
Love, there is nothing that could ever distance me
from this beautiful passion
that began with the very first glance
into those beautiful eyes!
I AM THE PERSON I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR MY WHOLE LIFE."
I KNOW IT SUCKS NOT HAVING A SOULMATE, BUT
KNOW YOU ARE STILL "GREAT"
My Rosary
— my life
(The First Book Of Prayers: February, 2026)
Oil and water do not mix
So much as you and I
cannot hold the same space
We can no longer come together without something in between us as if it was gluing us with spite
for the extra effort
We breathe with viscous flow and utter words of contempt
We do not mix
Yet they all say
we are a montage
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