red stains my lips
as i struggle to breathe
my brain is starving
for the oxygen that i lack
the stars twinkle mockingly outside my window,
illuminating all the empty space that is air i cannot breathe
the light grows dimmer
as my hazel eyes fall shut
into an iridescent sleep
from which i will never wake
. . .
. . .
. . .
and then i snap my eyes open,
gasping for air
choking on the breaths
that i shove down my own throat
my red lips now
pink and chapped
my brain attempting to stimulate
as my nerves send shocks through my bones
my mind only has one thought
and it repeats like a broken record:
i cannot breathe
icannotbreathe
i c a n n o t b r e a t h e
my lungs capsize
as if filled with fire from hell
inflate
deflate
like a broken accordion
that, no matter how hard i try, simply cannot play
the dry air rattles my lungs
and my gasping, futile breaths fade
my eyelids shut
and i fall back into that iridescent sleep
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Another Broken Eternity
Poetrythis is poetry in the sense that everything broken is poetic. a collection of poems about love, betrayal, hope, and broken dreams inspired by milk and honey by rupi kaur. #137 in poetry - 09/15/17 #229 in poetry - 12/25/17 #118 in poetry - 01/13/18...
