It is like you are on another planet
and the planet I live on is slowly losing oxygen
minute by minute I breathe a little heavier.
The only way to survive is to get your attention,
yet there is absolutely no way to reach you,
no matter how loud I scream for “HELP!”.
Pretty soon it will be completely depleted ,
and I will die probably grasping my throat,
while you remain on your perfect faraway planet
breathing just fine and none the wiser.
Jun 12, 2019
Jun 12, 2019 at 3:55 PM UTC
It is like you are on another planet
and the planet I live on is slowly losing oxygen
minute by minute I breathe a little heavier.
The only way to survive is to get your attention,
yet there is absolutely no way to reach you,
no matter how loud I scream for “HELP!”.
Pretty soon it will be completely depleted ,
and I will die probably grasping my throat,
while you remain on your perfect faraway planet
breathing just fine and none the wiser.
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