Stop. Waiting. Pulse. Breathe.
Oh, how I forget breathe.
How it hurts to breathe.
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A Brief Haiku
PoetryRaw honesty from someone with a mental illness in the form of a haiku.
A Brief Haiku
Stop. Waiting. Pulse. Breathe.
Oh, how I forget breathe.
How it hurts to breathe.
