Warm Nights

Breathe

Why can't I breathe what you breathe? Why does it hurt when I try?
I don't want to breathe if it only brings me pain.

I laugh as the oxygen around me refuses to enter my lungs.

Yet I ask myself desperately...how can I learn to breathe?

1...2....3... I point my fingers at my neck hoping the oxygen will gain reasoning and accept me.

I must breathe!

I swing back and forth but it seems I need more force to jump off this swing. Who knew I would be on the swings again like when I was a child.

??: "Why don't you breathe?"

Me: "Being alive is not easy."

??: "Why is that?"

Me: "Well first I must master breathing."

??: "You need me don't you?"

Me: "I dispise you. I don't need you. I can prove it."

??: "Haha you will die in 5 mintues."

Me: "No. I can't die."

??: "Are you sure?"

I don't need air to live.

I walk above ground hoping to run away.

??: "See its too late."

That voice laughs and I realize my stupidity.

Me: "I need you," I croak as my sense of pride burns away.

I cry and gasp as I hope the oxygen will give me love. Gasp, gasp, gasp. The idot won't come!

"You said you would help me!!" I scream as I swing more struggling to get off.

I'm sorry....I'm such an idiot...all I wanted was to live without you but I need you. Why must you make me suffer even now?

"I love you," you whisper as I fall to the ground and the oxygen enters my lungs.

I cry in the vast darkness and whisper, "I love you too."

I can breathe.

I touch my warm neck gently as my lungs start working properly. The night is warm once more. I grab the rope and go to bed.