Breathe

During times of loss and grief, for some reason, the most basic need to stay alive is the hardest chore to accomplish.

Just breathing in..
.........and breathing out feels like such a chore.

Eating is optional, no longer a need. Just breathing feels so labored and why is that?

I take it for granted all the time; until your heart breaks and then suddenly, breathing is all I can focus on.

Then it hits you at times when you're unguarded... you say to yourself...
Today, I have to find a reason to breathe in and breathe out - because I can't continue on like this.
Can it?  How can anyone live day to day in such pain?