Breathe
By justme2304
my thoughts
light as air, existing.
from the start to the termination
I breathe.
my mind
fuller than life- but with death- still existing
beautiful beginning to desolate denouement
I breathe.
my body
broken, but existing.
born whole, dying scarred.
I breathe.
my whole
a shell, broken, depraved of life. I cease.
from entrance to expiration
I could breathe-
No longer.
Author Notes: I don't love this poem.... Feel free to give honest opinions and/or constructive criticism!
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