Steps
The air holds on to my last breath,
in the building of change,
love,
hate.
the steps towards adulthood,
drifting closer and closer,
the reality becoming clearer.
smiles and laughter lay behind me
the sunshine drifting down into the distance
and i turn
and realize more smiles
will come.
while life may turn,
and stab you in the back,
causing you to lose air,
the pain will end.
the pain will end.
this is what i told myself,
crying,
isolated,
and scared.
the pain never went away.
it instead,
embedded
in
my soul
my heart
and sticks with me
as an experience i will continue to take with me.