A Breath of Fresh Air

Struggling to survive a little tired of existence.

A mere body surrounded among troubles triviality.

Losing my inner calm with problems petty.

Sat I taking deep breaths, stood he my sustenance.

Enveloping my weaker side with persistence,

Ever like a wall of metallic strength and security.

Enabling me to breathe freely so I regain tranquility,

And bloom as before with greater perseverance.

When our knot was tied it was a vision of my guide,

He could foresee a hand as strong as his on my side.

For ever since he like a strong pillar on my back,

To protect me where my spirits lack.

And help realize my true potentials

Always an inspiration of my credentials.