© Copyright 2024 - Peter PHIR! I’m tired of this room And the hum of the heat Tired of my own name Breaking in my teeth Tired of the window Keeping out the day There’s a little light coming But it still feels far away My eyes sting red My hands won’t rest I keep my whole life Pressed in my chest So I take one breath Then I take one step Toward a morning I haven’t met yet One breath, one step I meet the dawn One breath, one step I carry on One breath, one step I meet the dawn One breath, one step I carry on I’m tired of explaining What they’ll never hold Tired of being hurried Through a hurt this cold Tired of “you’ll be fine” Like grief can read a cue Funny how they grade a wound They never lived through Tight-throat, dim-room, slow-burn, old hurt Name it, blame it, drag it through the dirt Then I breathe Then I stay Now the dawn’s not outside It’s a line in me A pale little promise I can’t quite see And a hand finds mine In the dark somewhere And a voice says softly Stay here, stay here One breath, one step I meet the dawn One breath, one step I carry on One breath, one step I meet the dawn Not healed, not whole But not quite gone I lost what I loved And I still feel the weight Still set a place for it Still turn toward that ache But this dawn is changing It’s not just the sky It’s a candle in the dark That did not die A small warm flame From your hand to mine Not enough for daylight Enough to survive One breath, one step I meet the dawn One breath, one step I carry on Tomorrow might be hard But it is mine to shape And all the hearts still waking Can lean into that grace One breath, one step I meet the dawn One breath, one step I carry on © Copyright 2024 - Peter PHIR!
