breathe {poetry}--

humanity

the clogging of my throat 
the failure of my lungs
to pull oxygen into my body
keeping me human. 
my sense of humanity 
trapped in my chest
with a life sentence 
to beat continuously
until the rest of my vessel retires. 
until I choose it is my time. 
but my heat -my humanity-
weak
never including 
the bursts of strength I stole from others

the inconsiderate mind frame

the one i held so dear 

just to hold-onto the feeling 

of being a human-being.

the scraps and souls 
to keep me from rotting.