I Lose My Breath Poem by Aldo Kraas

I lose my breath when I see you in my dreams
That lingerie inside that drawers were you placed that potpourri
The incense lighten in that living room where you spend most of the day
I loose my breath
When I walk somewhere where there is the smell of coffee
Hot chocolate sooths me fine, because I no longer drink coffee
I loose my Breath
Just thinking about tomorrow
Time is running short
Life seems to be going
How fast I don’t know?
Those roses so vivid and colorful that is lying in a vase in that night table
You just brought a little spring inside your home
Even thought spring only comes once a year
The night is very dark in the winter
The cold I feel all through my body
I loose my breath when I hear songs that remind me of our childhood
Memories that lasted until now
I loose my breath when I see our childhood pictures again and again
I say thanks god for Grandpa for taking those pictures
Those pictures are a living proof of our lives
I loose my breath
When I say the wrong things at the wrong times
Peace of insanity I need when I am having a difficult day
Christmas is not easy for someone who have lost a loved one like us
The guilt we feel
Sometimes is hard to understand and even to cope with it
When my body tells me to take a rest I must listen to it
We need to recharge our body with energy
Taking care of ourselves is a first priority in our lives
I loose my breath
Every time when I get depress
The feeling of running always comes to my mind
I ask myself why?
That is how I feel that is why
Where can I run?
Nowhere, because I can’t run away from life and problems
When there is too quiet in the house, it is time to have the radio on, so I can hear somebody singing and help to put a little happiness in my soul
A new beginning for me
A new start
My own boss
My freedom that I love so much
To move, to walk, to talk
I played my cards too well
I lay then on the table
It doesn’t work for me to be friend with a homeless person
He doesn’t have anything, and when he does he tries to buy my friendship
Friendship can’t bee bought, it has to built from scratch
Why didn’t I see it coming?
Wishes not always granted
Things I take for granted too often
That I need help from time to time
Friends I have a few good ones, I am grateful for that
I am not shy to speak my mind
I have to speak my mind
I can’t be silenced
Sometimes I procrastinate, that is because of my depression
I feel hopeless when I am in a depression
I have to force myself to do something
Writing is therapy for me
It is nice to read once again