Dear Avie,
The rhythm of my heart is weak.
My body is still in shock.
My nerves are jumpy.
I have no control over me.
Struggling.
Day by day.
Just breathe.
I tell myself.
Keep breathing.
I have to stay alive.
I have to wake.
I want to survive.
Visualizing butterflies.
Floating around my face.
Ever so gently.
Filled with so much peace.
Happiness.
For a minute I can breathe.
This calms me.
Meditating.
Breathing.
Waiting for you to come rescue me.
I need a break.
Fly me away from the agony of this place.
Xoxo- Mommy
