Exhale

I exhale slowly,
Focusing on the task,
Of taking in air,
Hold it, then relax. 

The exhale gets me,
Sometimes i forget
To just let it go
So I can reset. 

I’m lying to you. 
The exhale isn’t slow,
By violence is forced;
I have no control. 

A fist to the gut,
A vacuumed sealed room:
The exhale ripped,
An impending doom. 

I can’t do this,
I continue to say,
As I exhale again,
And do it anyway. 

But I’m tired. 
And exhale real slow,
Lay my head down
And finally let it go.