Breathe, Move

I’ve had moments of tremendous fear
Where I’m scared to take a step
But I whisper in my own ear
Breathe and pump out your chest.

May the first man move
And the last man fry
For the bravest never lose
In my God forsaken eye.

I wish the last to step
A life so very long
When they leave their living death
No one miss them when they’re gone.

I’ve had moments of tremendous fear
Where I’m scared to take a step
But I whisper in my own ear
Breathe, move, and pump out your fuckin’ chest.

© Daniel Breslin