The Wag of a Tail
I try to breathe in and out
Throat feels thick and no breath comes
Body shakes deep in the bones
I cry out from stress around me
I feel it all bouncing on and off me
I am a sounding board for the hurt
But then there's the wag of a tail
A soft tongue that runs up my check
And all the stress dissapates
Into thin air as it was never there
This poem is about:
Me