I have no desire to breathe
In this humid, toxic air anymore
I'm not heaving to survive another
Day without your grace
It envelopes me to stay
Within the grasps of having
Too much or too little
Oxygen pumping through
My lifeless veins
I feel nothing
Or I feel something
Which is here to stay
I'm tired of trying,
Trying hard to be
Something I'm not.
Having to choose between
A life with breath
Or a life of death.
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Author:
Paloma Fernandez (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 14th, 2018 22:56
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
A life with breath! Sometimes lonelier but in the end you at least have yourself!
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