Many times,
I cannot breathe.

Many times,
I lose my breath,

That blow to my chest.

I need a dark room,
to be able to scream.

My mind
always sees tragedy.

Only thoughts,
without owners.

My hands sweat.
A sense of panic,
burning my soul.

Many times,
I leave things unfinished.

Many times,
I see walls
before my future.

I see chaos and catastrophe.

You are my dark side,
you are my ordeal.

You are an emotion,
that lasts two seconds.
You will not control my life.

I just need...
to breathe.
I will not die.

I just need...
to breathe.
I have not lost my mind.

I just need...
to breathe.
I just need...
to breathe.