The Thing About Love, A Poetic Book of Poems

Breathe

Breathe.
It gets easier.
Breathe.
You'll make it through.
Breathe.
I'm here for you.
Breathe.
The walls are falling down.
Breathe.
I know you feel like you're alone.
Breathe.
There are people who want to help.
Breathe.
Its okay to cry.
Breathe.
You don't have to hide.
Breathe.
Breathe.
Breathe.

*Authors note: This poem is about depression and the fight. I know how hard it can get sometimes finding room to breathe through all the pain. But there's always help. I'm here for you.
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