Relax

It trickles down...my misery,
I watch it fall.

Emptiness, and longing.

Without pain, I press down.
There is no fear, only a fleeting.

Release...

that lasts but only a second
and keeps me breathing.
but not living.

I try to tell,
to speak the words which keep my heart dark.

There is a rock lodged in my throat,
grating on my mind.

A well overflows in the pit of my
Existence.

I push down.
Scraping at my pain, fear, longing.
I look down and

Exhale...