23: BREATHLESS

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You made flowers to grow in my lungs
A type that could survive a forest fire
And although they are beautiful
they are overtaking my lungs
And now I can't breath

Without knowing it
You begain to suffocate me
I fell off the side of the world
As you killed me

I prayed to a God
In this deep obis
"Someone, please save me!"
I keep calling but I never get a response

It's endless to even try anymore
I've fallen into a lie
That I cannot survive from

I want to be me again
the one who was free to live
I just want to breathe again
But I can't escape from this torment

I gave you my smile and life
But all you gave me is Hell and lies
I can't escape from this suffering anymore
All  want is to breathe once more
Without the pain of suffocation
From the monster that you have placed
Inside my lungs

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