coming up for air

suddenly i feel room inside me / a crack of the ribs, is this oxygen?

pure and true, what do i do with it? / is this coming up for air?

takin’ a breath that belongs to me? / one i couldn’t spare before?

but this real breath, feels like i’m cheating death, so am i done?

being sorry, being scared? / am i coming up for air?

- gail, forget me not