I Am Who I Make Myself

Dread

And while everyone on my end is sleeping

And has their own health problems that need healing

I am feeling

There actually is a way

To out cry a cold ocean

Maybe

That’s just

What everyone

Trying not to be

A bridge

Is also doing.

Just a signpost

Graffitied with

I was here

Maybe someone will look

And find when I had hope.

Because when I don’t

I just have to wait

Until another possible

Help wakes up

And sees

I need a hug I am falling apart trying to help the people around me

Please

And

It’s been hours

Finally

Just got

A yes

But

They have to get here

It’s an hour away

And it’s just me

Not screaming

That’s the name

Of the wind:

When you scream to a shriek

Again and again

Until you have silenced yourself

But you cannot inhale again

And need someone

To reteach you

By doing it with you

To breathe somehow

Again.

Inhale

Hold

Exhale

Again.