Breath and Gravity

I hear this here and I am angry.
You say the words and get to choose
while gravity and all its grey weight bears down upon my head.
Its ugly breath is gritty charcoal drawn and scattered.
My lungs take in its truth. I let out air polluted.
Just go. Go! Flee before my aching thoughts break
into a song of deliverance.
Run! before my eyes spark in savage retribution.
Its drowning shadow painted in melancholy purples.
Your hand is on the precipice. Turn the knob.
YOU. and also, you.
I will lift my head and gravity falls
No longer drunk in toxic rumination. Intoxication.
Two.  And burdened. I force its substance through the door.
I lift my eyes and breathe in peace. Step One.

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