Difficult to breathe
Hard to think
Form coherent thoughts
Fingers slowly moving over keys
familiar and alien
poised over letters and symbols and spaces
seeking the ones needed to express
lack of clarity?
over the ‘W’, now the ‘O’
still meaning eludes
too many thoughts, emotions
Sadness, guilt, regret, pity, shame (a little),
how to right a lifetime of actions?
how to give and receive peace?
Lost thoughts, orphaned, drift across my mind
dissolving as morning dew at dawn.
Dawn, there will always be another dawn.