Breathing in steadily,
Oxygen burning in my lungs.
It's my own worse enemy
It hurt, it stung.
Pouring my heart,
Into sadness and pain.
No new fresh start,
Already lost everything to gain.
Burning deep, oxygen gone.
Finally no more breathing, life was done.
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Ink (Trigger Warning)
PoetryPoetry written by me. Inspiration found in everyday life continues to spark ideas for my poems, if anyone reading this has any poetry please tell me I would love to read it. Top ranking: #11 in poems
