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- Breathe,               they told me. But how am I supposed to breathe when my lungs are filled with so much hate; my mouth with so many unspoken words?                                                 I can't breathe. Because everytime I do, my heart aches a little more, my eyes fill up with tears that I didn't want to spill anymore. - Be strong,                   they said. The problem is,                          I can't. Because nothing in my life makes sense anymore. I don't know.                      I don't know.                                          I don't know.
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May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 4:20 PM UTC
late night thoughts
- Breathe,               they told me. But how am I supposed to breathe when my lungs are filled with so much hate; my mouth with so many unspoken words?                                                 I can't breathe. Because everytime I do, my heart aches a little more, my eyes fill up with tears that I didn't want to spill anymore. - Be strong,                   they said. The problem is,                          I can't. Because nothing in my life makes sense anymore. I don't know.                      I don't know.                                          I don't know.
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May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 4:20 PM UTC
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