Just some poetry

VII. In existence

I sit here
In existence.
The sound of music blasting into my ears
Nothing seems to matter.
I am in existence
I exist.
Nothing matters,
I am alive.
I sit here
Listening to my own breathe
As I feel my cheat rise and fall.
Inhale
Exhale
Up
Down
Inflate
Deflate
I can hear the soft beat of my heart
I can feel the blood pumping and rushing though my veins
Even my loud music seems so quite.
I am a human being
I exist.
I am alive and well
With every breathe i take
I realize I am alive.
Everything that has hurt, gave me pain or grief
I was able to endure it.
I have lived through everything I have felt and dealt.
I sit here
In existence.