Short Poems

suffocation

i wish i could stop time
and breathe.
in a world where being present is meant to be a gift,
i'm alive
but i'm not living
and every breath i take feels like suffocation.

i wish i could feel happy.
every smile i flash is fake
and there's pain behind each one
i kick, scream, and cry in silence
and vent to myself.

but i was happy once.
when i was little and clueless
about the world around me.
when i didn't care about
how i looked to others.
when i didn't compare
myself to others.
when i was just me.
and happy with just being me.

i feel dead with a beating heart.
alive without a purpose.
a suffocation that never stops.
as if i'm underwater,
knowing i can't go to the surface
for a breath of air.