Struggle

Trust. 

Easy enough to spell.

Harder to feel.

Impossible to grasp.

Yearning to be heard.

Failing to speak.

There is no start.

There is no end.

A vicious cycle 

where only I have the breaks.

A fruitless struggle 

to stay afloat.

Gasping for air.

Losing the fight.

Stepping down from the chair.

I will be alright.