The ground is breathing.
Trees, swaying from every breeze.
Birds singing ballads of wonders.

The ground is breathing.
Oceans, roaring with the sound of each wave.
Steps taken by people in love.

The ground is breathing.
Sun, gleaming for every lifeform on earth.
Cherished by the gift of everyday.

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I'm breathing.
With every vein in my body, keeping me together like roots of withered trees.
Pain, sinking in through my skin, reminding me that I'm alive.

I'm breathing.
Blood rushing throughout my very existence.
Steps, leading me closer to my demise.

I'm breathing.
Darkness, inching ever so slowly to every bit of my self.
Grieving the things I've lost, the person I've become, and the life I'm about to lose through suicide.