Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2014
It isn't that I can't breathe
There is nothing stopping air from entering my lungs
I just don't want to
I breathe and my mind tricks me
It says you are behind me
Your scent filling my senses
Cruelly lying to me
Because you are gone
And I will never know why
I am myself
Written by
I am myself
584
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems