journal eleven.

tell me how to breathe again.

i’m holding my breath and i’m counting down but the numbers never stop ending. i forgot how to take a breath.

inhale. out.

hold.

holdholdho—getaquickbreathin—

i’m having to learn how to breathe again

and i’m thinking thinking thinking all these no thoughts

like how, can’t i just go back to when it last was that i took a breath and felt so anew. who knew air could be so easily exhausted back then. i wish i had saved some for now.

like if i stay still for long enough i can trick the world around me. stop time long enough for me to just

like search learn figure out how to breathe again and maybe then i can practice from there and it won’t be so hard anymore

Published by Brittany Given

Raw and unadulterated — this is how I typically feel things. And when I feel these things I think I feel, I write. My little pieces of comprehension have taken the form of words jumbled together on your screen. A masterpiece? Probably not, but welcome to glimpses of this incredible life I get to experience. I do hope you’ll stick around.

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