
I saw.
I came.
I was defeated.
Forced to my knees after my lungs took a breath and held it.
Looking up at the enemy I had given birth to and shaped,
I closed my eyes and waited for the end but it never came.
A glimmer behind the haze.
My heart fluttered.
My lungs breathed with ease.
Hope drove a wedge between my mind and my despair.
Lighter steps.
Smiling eyes.
Hopeful thoughts.