i just want to breathe.
i want to be blanketed
in the comforts of my home.
i want to be lying in bed
with cheeks that are not
stained with tears.
i want to be able to breathe
without worrying thoughts
staggering my breaths.
i want for there to be peace.
i want arguments to
evaporate into thin air, leaving
behind only the whispers of
unspoken words.
i want to feel appreciated
and included.
i want to be up at ungodly hours
not because i can't stop my head
from thinking ugly things, but because
i love the silence the night brings.
i want to smile.
i want to feel the purity
of simple days, the sun on
my face as i walk down the street.
i want my stress to leave me.
i want to feel weightless and free
and genuinely happy, these violent thoughts
no longer plaguing my
body and mind.
i want all of this, and yet i know
i can't get it all... so i'll settle
for one thing.
i just want to breathe.
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recycled poetry
Poetry❝i wish i was writing something special, but these words have been used before and there's no originality to it at all. i'm just reusing phrases until they're worn out, like musty library books or hand-me-down clothes.❞ from ❛hand-me-down poetry❜ i...
