Without warning fear forces me to my knees.
Paralyzed.
My body taken over by its own mind.
Kept from breath, no air to fill my chest.
Dispossessed.
My mind is sick, rejecting itself.
My body is displacing me from myself.
Homeless.
I am just a stranger kept within flesh.
YOU ARE READING
When I can't breathe
PoetryMy poetry is an escape. Others may find meaning and define my poetry in their own way. There will also be spanish translations. (También hay una traducción al español para algunos de mis poemas gracias a Damian Laurent)
