My armor...

You do not see my armor
You do not see my sword
But every day I fight the battle
That keeps us moving forward

Throw your pain upon me
Let me absorb the blows
Because the hurt I’d take in your place
Only Heaven knows

I’ll jump in front of bullets
Stand up for you high and low
I’ll try to stop the hands of time
Though it never seems to slow

I can only be your shield
For a short amount of time
Eventually the hurt moves past
This fragile heart of mine

So for now I’ll ask the questions
Hear what the doctors have to say
Because I’ll have to tell it all to you
When you ask me one day

And when you’re sleeping
In your bed safe down the hall
I’ll cry into my pillow
And let my armor fall

Breathing...

Every breath I take brings me closer to another moment to remember.

Not every breath is memorable.

Some are moments that took away my breath.

One day there will be a moment when my breath goes completely away.

I hope for someone else, that moment takes their breath away, too.

Keep breathing.