Ready

It’s all in the lines. Skips, jumps, hills and mountains. Nothing. Everything. Waves, even and steady. Your breathing, not your brain. And my heart it falls. My lungs lose air. Frozen. Terrified. Ready. Ready??? There is no such thing. I fail you. I’m not strong enough. Crashing, reeling. My emotions, not the waves, not you.Continue reading “Ready”