Take My Breath Away

Isn't that the lyric to a song that can really make you feel life and get it? Mmmmaybe not, but it's definitely something you're going to deal with here and there, sometimes more struggle than others, and then, not a'tall.

When I was nearing five or six, my care center took a trip to a nearby park. It was early, cloudy, and the perfect setting for anger. I remember having a less than favorable exchange of words with an older kid who took it to heart, looped a soccer ball and firmly thrust it into my stomach. I awoke a few minutes later with a massive headache I've never known before. I screamed out! I hadn't breathed, for all I knew I was dead in that time.

I'm nearing ten years in age and my school takes a trip to a classmate's house as they've evidently got all the activity you could wish for! A trampoline for the defiance of gravity, a huge jungle gym to climb and slide, and a zip-line for the ninja in us! All were enjoyed and the zip-line was ready to have it's turn, with the grip in hand I jump out to begin my zip...and the grip broke. As if Icarus knew gravity harsher than I. I embraced Earth with Atlas' back but it truly knew how much larger than I it was. My breath escaped...I became hysterical feeling similar to the park, believing I'd become unconscious due to the difficulty of breathing. I was not removed from the state of awareness.

In a time yet to be determined I will one day find myself without breath. I won't choose it. I won't know it is coming. The will I have indeed shall be removed and relegated to would. My eyes paled , lips chapped, and body emptied of it's hydration. Yet the demise will come in the loss of my breath, one final time, and because of it the cessation of my functions finalized. Lease is up and this unit is marked for condemnation.