Breath it in
The first breath
When you finally come up for air
After the all consuming love
you both share
Letting the memories fade
In the very town they were founded
I see us on every turn i take
This town keeps getting smaller
The more I see you for
Who you are
The more my bones try
Crawling out of my skin
And right back to where it started
kyra haas
i see you
not the way you think
i see through the glass house
you try to hide
your eyes are sad and heavy
i see it in your soul
the hope
dreams
but i cant be that for you
anymore
i saw what is inside
and let you see mine but
you left mine shattered
i left yours polished and shined
you sparkle as i pick up my pieces
kyra haas
how soon will this stop?
the feeling of exhaustion from this loss
the feeling of feeling the end
the end of a life that was brighter
then the sun
a smile
a smile that lights up a room
a man that in a sea of people
you knew
he was only talking to you
the pain of watching his baby girls
walk to the podium
to speak the words,
My dad was...
kyra haas
Watch me change through all these changes,
Keep trying to get in my good graces.
I empathize—
But let’s make it clear that I recognize,
I recognize what is no longer:
No longer serving me,
No longer necessarily
Pushing me beyond my bounds
And my capabilities.
I am strong.
I am worthy.
I am working toward a new destination.
So, if you’d like, you can come along on this journey,
But I am in no hurry,
No rush.
Because my growth is not linear,
And I will never pretend it is.
I am changing through these changes,
Refusing to carry on the generational curses
Everyone keeps holding in their purses.
kyra haas
the days are longer
the years are flying by
the final year we have here
till we leave to fly
fly
to places far and near
but one thing is clear
we won't be here
the smell of the place you have been
for four long years
turns to a memory
as we fly far and near
kyra haas
You have to go home, the words
Echo
Down to my bones.
Home.
I am home.
To be in my skin and to feel
The wind,
To have the grass touch my heart,
Feeling it stumble through the cobblestone streets.
To feel pebbles pierce my feet as I stumble.
"Home"—
Or what once was.
kyra haas
I wish we where all
Here
From far and near
Listening to song birds
Cheer
As we sit here
Still
as we watch from this
empty hill
Waiting to hear those
Little song birds
Cheer
From far and near
Kyra haas
Stars are the light
You see in the dark
When the shops close
And everyone goes
Your still never alone
Look to the stars
And feel the feeling
Of home
The warm hallow glow
They give bouncing
Off the snow
and know
Your home
Kyra haas