Aug 2015
My life is a
paradox of
gasping for air
and choking
between the breaths.
paradox of
gasping for air
and choking
between the breaths.
When will I ever be able to
poke my head out of this constant vacuum?
Just to fill my lungs with crisp air,
and savor it.
poke my head out of this constant vacuum?
Just to fill my lungs with crisp air,
and savor it.
