I can't breathe.
I think of everything I could have had,
Everything I took for granted,
Everything I threw away,
And I can't breathe.
I'm choking on air,
Clawing at my throat,
Gasping for something, anything,
But I can't breathe.
YOU ARE READING
An endless abyss
PoetryJust some poems and thoughts, nothing too important. Just read if you want to I guess. This will probably all be extremely cringy in years to come but for the time being I think that they're ok.
