Breaking & Wishing

I feel my breath held hostage in my chest
Ever rapidly gathering and growing
And I think my ribs might split
Trying to make room for the expanding
Even though I’ll be fully ripped apart,
Isn’t the relief of it enough to make it okay?

And I’m sucking in more air because
It’s still hard to breath and somehow –
I can’t get enough even though –
There’s too much, there’s just too much

So I wonder if I’ll split directly in half
Or if multiple parts will break off instead
One by one or in clustered fragments that seem to fall away

I’m still unsure, though, if breaking into parts
Will make me feel as whole as I so crave to be
Maybe this is a lost cause to wish for;
Wishing never did anything for me anyway


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