Breathe
In
Stood at the edge
Breathe
Out
I stood at the edge
Waiting to fall
Frozen legs
Won't move
But so tired
Neverending tears
Falling first
Beckoning me
Warning me
Mocking me
Breathe
Again
Breathe
Again
Will this be the last?
The last
My dear treasured last breath
Is this it?
I wonder
Its always been easy
So easy
I never noticed it
You probably never did too
Its so easy to breathe
So natural
So so mundane
But why
Why is it hard now
Its so hard to breathe
Its so hard
To breathe when you cry
But I do
Even if it is hard
I do
I keep breathing
Breathing till I reach the edge
I look down
Look down
to death shrouded in grey Beckoning me
It'll hurt
Why am I making myself hurt
Hurt myself to end it all
Why am I hurting to live
I'll probably never know
But it does make me
Make me step back
One step
Then another
Till I get far away from the edge
But never far enough
Still there but not near
And wonder
I've wanted to die
since forever
but the moment
The moment
I tried to end it all
I realized
ah
what did I do
what did I do
Do to give up
when I haven't even lived
why should I die
Why should I die
Because I hurt
Shouldn't I try
Try to find out why
Why I stepped back
What did I step back for
The scars
Will they tell me one day
The scars in my eyes
Will they tell ?
Let's see
One day
Looking in the mirror
I see words written
Written in those scars
Scars that marr my eyes
"I want to live because I'm curious about tomorrow
A Tomorrow
Will I smile
Will I cry
What will I do
what am I going to do
Run
laugh
cry
love
whatever it is I want to live
Breathe to smile.
Live to breathe.
Breathe life.
- LAINA
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Words Sung By A Weeping Soul
PoetryThis is a collection of poems. My genre Is angst and these poems are full of them. Pondering about the world, wondering why you exist. I try to put thoughts like these into my poems. And a warning my poems don't rhyme. And contain simple words but w...
