i can't breathe anymore
in this world full of limits
every gasping breath is a
m i r a c l e
i can't stay in this world much longer
reality is just another cage
i need a way out
i'm running out of breath
short gasps of air
i don't want to stay on the ground
i want to fly
among the stars
the sky
can't be the limit if you are the sky
the wind
can't be invisible if you are the wind
the air
can't be unbreathable if you are the air
i need to fly
to breathe
to escape
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Raging Storm
Poetry{a storm may last a moment but a moment is all it takes} raindrops can be hurricanes, too. all raindrops end up in the ocean eventually, though. but we will rise again, learn to breathe again, because broken doesn't mean weak. A collection of poems...
