tell me when i can breathe again

im holding my breath to wait for something wonderful. its difficult to see in all of this mess. but i can feel it coming. it has to right? if i said i didnt believe that then every word ive ever written would be a lie. and my words speak for the voices that dont and on their behalf i wont retract this message. we dont hold our breath in death but in hope. hope for a better tomorrow, a glorious sunset, true love. we hope that all of this is worth it. and we hold our breath for that life giving moment that lets us know weve arrived. that reassuring moment that says we made it. until then we hold our breath. breathing when we have to and crying when we must. its lifes way of giving us that extra little push up towards daylight and fresh air. ill hold my breath and hope for something more because the chaos is not what i live for.