I breathe
Breathe
Again
One more time
In and out
Such a simple act
So easy
Yet so hard
So hard to do it
Again and again
In a dark world
Filled with
The sounds of my ragged breathing
Again and again
Just the sound of empty breathing
Nothing else
Devoid of light
Devoid of sight
I stumble about
Scared of myself
Scared of the sound
Sound that keeps echoing endlessly
Can't see
Just listen
So dark
So loud
So dark
So dark
Amidst I hear it
The faint voice
So faint so fragile
So comforting
So warm
Saying
"keep it up
Don't give up
Keep breathing
until you break out
Out of this darkness
Breathe
Breathe
To stay alive
To survive
Breathe
Even if it hurts
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
To get out
Breathe
To be free
Breathe
To find yourself
Breathe breathe breathe"
So faint
That voice
So soft
Is that why I've never heard it before
I never listened
I just kept running
Running away
I never stopped
Or
Slowed down
I never listened
Never listened
Now I have
You might've too
Or you might've not
But now
I heard
I heard it
So
Should I keep breathing?
Should I breathe?
Should I hurt?
Should i hold on to that voice
That faint voice
That faint hope
So faint
So should I?
Should I breathe?
Should I listen?
- laina
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Words Sung By A Weeping Soul
PoetryThis is a collection of poems. My genre Is angst and these poems are full of them. Pondering about the world, wondering why you exist. I try to put thoughts like these into my poems. And a warning my poems don't rhyme. And contain simple words but w...
