When something is killing your spirit

and you don't know how your legs will move you

because you feel so weak and it's as if you are standing by

watching it happen

and your attempts to stop it feel like when you're in a dream,

the kind where you try to yell but your voice won't come out

and you need someone to wake you up,

show you the truth,

the reality,

that it isn't dying underneath your smile

and behind your skin and bones,

that you are safer than you think,

that you aren't losing your soul …

I am

where you are

I am

holding you from the inside out

I am

breathing

for you