I feel like im running out of oxygen
and someone is holding me under water
and that someone is me.
I feel like im gonna die
and honestly id be okay with it
and so would many be
I feel like there is no point
and it causes a deadly stinging inside
and I dont know what to do
im drowning
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Breathing | Poems
PoetryLife is like a walk on glass. This is a book of all my poems. Some are good, some are bad, some are cringeworthy. They are all mine. Was ranked #126 in boys (2018/07/21)
