Finally I can breathe
Take air into my lungs
I've set myself free
Off the shelf where I've hung
I've taken off the weight
That laid on my chest
I don't have to hate
Now I'm only a small mess
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365 days of Ashes
PoésieOne poem a day for the next 365 days. This is my 2017 in two books and 365 poems Some poems are narratives of my life and thoughts, others are complete nonsense; figuring out which is which is the best part.
Day 23: Breathe
Finally I can breathe
Take air into my lungs
I've set myself free
Off the shelf where I've hung
I've taken off the weight
That laid on my chest
I don't have to hate
Now I'm only a small mess
