Every breath of air only becomes known once I start thinking about it.
In my breathing in too little? Is that why my head hurts?
The soles of my feet only tingle when I think about them.
I scrunch them up to get rid of the tingles.
So many body parts, how could anyone feel each of them?
Maybe if I'd focused more I would've known sooner?
Maybe if I'd focused more I would've known that my time to breath and feel would soon be gone.
That I'd become a bit of snow in this universe to fend off the rain. But snowflakes can't stop the rain can they?
Maybe if I'd loved a little more , I'd still be able to breathe?
Maybe if I'd tried, I'd have the power to feel.
Maybe...
