The Moment

The moment when you’re able to

breathe freely

no longer having to grit and grind

your teeth

the tension so thick a knife can’t

cut through it.

those days are behind me.
now I can just breathe.

One thought on “The Moment

  1. Very relatable poem. The last line ends with no spacing before it’s predecessor. Think about spacing out the last line to slow it down:


    I can



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