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Breath Control

Breathe In...

My ears have been ringing for days
synapses frayed
sleep delayed
mind trying to persuade me to just... give in.

Uncertainty painted, brush dipped in the sin of my essence, for any moment of His presence I might be blessed with feels like an eternity between... aching offering on trembling fingers, to be painted in such a way that is pleasing to Him

But Who could accept such an imperfect vessel?

Beating heart throbs in my head, pounding a rhythm that quickens and slows, directly correlated to how near I am.
Not near to Him, but near to the idea of Him - to the thought of Him.
Nearer to the desire to simply fall free and remain here indefinitely.

Close enough to the fire to feel its warmth - but not close enough to be burned just yet.

I can't speak.
Tongue tied in vicious knots, a tricky ploy from the Universe that seeks to destroy everything before me in a single moment...

I don't know if I can bear to watch it fall away.

Choked out words of incomplete confession, an ache for progression, taken as possession solely at His discretion...
Why can't I breathe?
Why do these thoughts begin to consume me?

Oh...

Breathe Out...
Written by Kiera
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