she will not breathe Poem, by -DR, at My poetic side

Breathe, they say to breathe, to breathe

Oh how i long to breathe

To soak up the early summer suns cool rays

And waltz in the midday fields of

Emerald grass in the backyard why must

I exist in a box of self imposed confinement?!

But for if i breathe i fear i will be left behind,

That i will not be able to achieve all the

Hopes and dreams and my passion of

Learning, yearning, daring,

Daring to do everything at all and being my own self

I shall lose myself if i breathe for a moment

Do you understand, why it is, that

I cannot breathe?

That i will not allow myself

To breathe?

That to breathe is to accept failure and as strongheaded i am

I cannot accept such a fate, such a loss, after so much success?

Have i worked for absolutely nothing then, if all i have left is to

Just breathe??

Then, i shall say, i have wasted my years.

All my years.

I could have been a child.

I am afraid to breathe.

Comments +

sorenbarrett May 9th, 2025 08:56
From the root to breath came the word to be alive and so it is one must breath to be alive and to be alive is to breath. A very identifiable poem.
Tony36 May 9th, 2025 09:11
Great write
Poetic Licence May 9th, 2025 09:33
Simply a very beautiful write, really enjoyed

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she will not breathe