Coming Up For Air

After three years the pills have dried up
And the feelings I've missed have come flooding back
After three years of numb, the unexploded bomb
Started ticking to zero, and detonated inside

I'm coming up for air, I'm surfacing
And everything's coming into focus

And now I'm left picking up the pieces
Rearranging them into some semblance of order
I'm lucky to have you looking over my shoulder
Telling me where they might fit

I'm coming up for air, I'm surfacing
And everything's coming together

And now I see that I'm entirely comprised
Of promises and dreams I've been struggling to realise
A bubble of potential, a suggestion of my true self
A whisper of poetry that anxiety stifled

   Night is a dark and familiar friend
   And sleep a longtime companion
   But neither can speed me through this
   Reinvention of my reinvented self

I'm coming up for air, I'm surfacing
And I'm no longer peering through the murk

It's all becoming clearer (Bomb ticking to zero)
It's all becoming clearer (Detonated inside)

It's all becoming clearer (I'm coming up for air)
It's all becoming clearer (I'm surfacing)

Ok now, ok now, ok now, now breathe
Ok now, ok now
Ok now
Now
Breathe