Heavy HeavingA Poem by The Things She NotedI wrote this after my dear uncle had passed, whom I will miss forever - holding him close.Since you’ve left I’ve carried the air differently It sits stagnant in my lungs Heavy and heated Sometimes it feels hard to hold So I push it all out from the depths of my belly I push so hard I feel like I’m losing my breath Like it’s trying to escape me Tired of being held in a careless body Or should I say a careless mind That’s withered down the health of myself And the vessel I’ve chosen to live in And when I’m not pushing out in Anger Or angst I’m breathing in so hard it makes me dizzy A sudden rush of oxygen Straight to the head A sort of high that’s not habit forming Though I do like the moments where I’m too dizzy to remember what it is I’m sad about Oh ya It’s you And then I push you out of my body Out of my lungs Because your memories are too heavy to hold But then I get scared and I suck you back in Fast and frantic Because I like the weight you give me And though it may be weighted sadness That could sink me in the river at dawn I feel it’s better to have the memory of you Safe within me Who knows who else may try to breathe you in Oxygen deprived lunatics You wouldn’t be safe in their lungs But you’re safe in mine I think the hardest part of mindful breathing Remembering to take you in for four seconds Hold you for five And breath you out for six Ten more times Is that you are not here next to me Sharing the crisp of our morning air That you are not breathing at all And I sit sadly in the thought of your last inhale What did you take in Your last exhale I hope you breathed out the bad and the sad and the anger I wonder if you carry your air differently now Or if the air is carrying you The way that I am It’s not that you’re too dense to breath in Or too toxic to choke out It’s simply that when my mouth is agape on the chill of a November’s day My mind far away That I will suck in the sadness that is the loss of you And It feels as though I won’t be able to breathe it back out Ever again Because it sits so heavy in my throat In my lungs Around my heart So yes I’ve been carrying the air differently Waiting for it to get lighter Easier Without the compromise of letting you go Back to the elements Because I need you here still But I can’t take the sadness I like to think that when the spring comes And the fresh of new rain falls Bringing new life into the air That I will be able to breathe out the pain And Inhale softly keeping you safe in my memories Where you belong © 2021 The Things She NotedReviews
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