suffocating

and drowning

the breath of each day

is taken from me

before I can even attempt to grab it

there is a sun in the sky

beyond the Grey

the silence is only broken

by what rustles in the wind

a hungry mood arrives and

wrestles with me

and I made it to a birthday

I never thought I would see

a bird’s nest

sits in the grass

where it was obviously

rocked from a tree

and it reminds me

of me

and the days are short and

the nights are long

and you are my song