Have you ever
Held your breath under water,
Love?
Held it until you
Couldn't see straight,
Anymore?
(If you never have
I don't recommend
It.)
That's sort of how it's felt
In my lungs,
Lately.
Sort of how it feels to live
When sometimes I'd rather
Not.
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PoetryCompletely uncensored thoughts and observations, about most anything. Non Fiction #87 // Poetry #193 © Papyruspoet 2014.
