Catching my breath

I can barley hold myself up

Or keep myself together,

I am raffled,a bag in the wind,

My hope, tossed beyond my reach.

I breath,but cannot feel the wind move through my lungs.

I am awake, yet not living,

tears, they cloud my eyes

and I stumble on my own feet.

this helpless feeling,

as I watch the fading color of a dream, 

I want to speak, with no words to  express my heart,

It is crushed,

A dream crumbles, 

But falls heavy on my head,

With a sense of impending doom 

I hold my breath.

My head, heavy on my shoulders 

needing a break, just to catch my breath  

I breath, but cannot feel wind going through my lungs

I hold my breath

But I need to exhale.