I want to breathe again I want to breathe without gasping I want to inhale something larger I want to hold my breath, Hold on to it
I want to exist only in the purest sense Breathe only nitrogen gas Fade into the most obtrusive backgrounds Hold only the most battle-scarred hands Touch only saddest faces
I know only the broken The chaotic and unholy Defeated, given up Smashed silently into walls and left on the ground to pray to religions they don't understand
I know only the broken, The forced, The many The similar footsteps, The same directions The same people copied onto different faces "I swear I'm human..." Please don't run away like that- - She looked back at me. "I SWEAR I'm human..."
I wrote most of this years ago, and I hated it. But I think that I sort of realized what I was trying to say and it means a lot more to me now.