Breath of Fresh air
Increasingly harder and deeper
I forge- and take heavy breaths
And continue on.
The work seems harder, the prize
It seems bleak- and I breathe deeply
And strive on.
Satisfaction is lost, and curiosity,
Fast disappearing - and I take quick breaths
And try not to think.
In moments of great despair, when
Hope seems all but gone-
You walked into my life-
Like a breath of fresh air.