Its kind of hard
Breathing everyday.
When the feeling of suffocation fills your lungs,
its hard to laugh and smile.
I enjoy little things.
Like hugs and snuggles.
But little things
such as "Do you need that"
Itch my skin
I feel like
Your words suffocate me.
I cannot breathe.
"Just breathe"
its easy for you to say
but you're not the one being drowned
under you're peers words,
or your parents pressure.
The weakness you'll feel in your lungs
processing feeling
its like
Suffocation.
I cannot breathe
Its 6:13am
Panic sets in
and I realize
You're the one I want to stay with
until my last breath.
Until, I finally suffocate.
