Breathing- heavy
Gasping- for air
It's all around me yet
I can't- breathe
Drowning- fading
Life- escaping
Time is slipping
Out of my hands
Darkness- growing
Pain starts- showing
Breaking skin and bone
My cracks- begin to show
Slow- take it slow
I don't know if I can
Take this anymore
So please- go slow
I need time to breathe
Clear my mind and see
These forgotten memories
YOU ARE READING
In These Pages
Poetry"Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings; it takes its origin from emotions recollected in tranquility." -William Wordsworth An amateur collection of my dark poetry, spoken word, and deep late-night thoughts. ***{ONG...
