'Breath Is A Fragile Thing' Poem by Dawn Michelle

A fatal blow
To my weakened soul
And I’m out
Out at round one
Never really had a chance
A crack in the vase
What a sorrowful face
And I’m gone
So far away
Hiding from the rest of you

And I’ve just learned
That breath is a fragile thing
A gift beyond all of our dreams
Don’t let me block it out
Please,
Don’t let me block it
Out

I have been torn
Wished I was never born
I’m still here
Almost alive
Never really had a choice
A thorn in the flesh
Don’t feel like getting dressed
Another day
No end in sight
Lost in my thoughts and failures

And I’ve just learned
That breath is a fragile thing
A gift beyond all our dreams
Don’t let me block it out
Please,
Don’t let me block it
Out

No obligation
Here
Not the time to
Fear
No running
Away
Though here we won’t
Remain

And I’ve just learned
That breath is a fragile thing
Please,
Don’t let me block it out






*The inspiration for this poem came from one of my very favorite quotes by Jon Foreman
“We all try to block it out: breath is a fragile thing: a gift not an obligation.”

-Jon Foreman