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Dear You, Just Breathe

Poetry

D. Abboh
1 min readApr 18, 2020

Last night. I broke a little inside.
Almost drowned in my own waves of sorrow.
For a moment — forgot how to just be alive.
Poured my guts out through weary eyes.
Sung myself a lullaby — and rocked myself to sleep.

This morning. I woke up before the Sun.
I watched the dawn break — filling my eyes with grey-blue sky.
All at once, a piece of peace was all mine.
Through a gentle reminder — I recognised,
not everything that breaks is broken.

I am here. I can just be.

Just breathe.

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D. Abboh
D. Abboh

Written by D. Abboh

Hey there - I'm D. Writer/Storyteller | Creative Non-Fiction | Poetry. I know a little Tai Chi - but my Kung Fu is weak. Email: dabboh76@outlook.com

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