i took breathing for granted
until the day you stole the
air from my lungs,

i took it for granted until
my ribs became steel traps
caging me in captive
like a threat to itself

there's nights i'll wake up
gasping in the heat of fire,
choking in the smoke and
begging for sweet oxygen.

not long ago i could breathe
without giving a thought
and the only thing that
feels right is when i cry
and what love of of red, pink
and white that you gave me
is now clear and transparent

i've gotten used to breathing
in the world this way without
your heartbeat in sync with mine

but now it's beating with the
monsters within the wall

it's beating with the monsters
within me

I forget how to breathe sometimes,
and every inhale becomes a gasp,
like my heart may stop
if I can’t control the rise and fall
of my chest.

I often count to ten, let my mind relax
between each breath and each number.
The calm is like invading sleep
as it creeps over my numb limbs,
and I wonder as my mind wanders,

is this what dying feels like?
Or is this simply the moment
we accept an outcome
we’re always too afraid
to attempt to comprehend?

Can't get enough air
Puts a smile on anyway
Skin becomes more fair
With each breath taken away

Don't look too close
You'll see through the cracks
Sadness overdose
Hidden with a mask

Tears held in
Barely holding on
Can't let the demons win
Must survive another dawn

Can't breathe
Getting faint
Too much
Too much
Can't breathe

Can't breathe

Takes the knife
Slices the skin
Maybe now the air can get in

Smiles
A real smile

Covered in blood

A last grin of relief

Maybe now I can breathe

Breathing reminds us
That we're Alive
But being Alive
Doesn't mean we're Living

I miss you painfully,
I miss your smile dearly.
I miss your funny frown,
And your crazy yawn.
I miss the way you sat huddled in a chair when you were sad,
Or how you pulled your hair when you were mad.
I miss all our little moments,
Sprinkled with torments,
But oozing with excitement.
You are engraved in my heart,
You are etched in my thoughts.
You are the blood that flows in my veins,
The supply of oxygen in my brain.
I wake up missing you,
I go to sleep missing you,
Every second I miss you.
To forget you is like I stop breathing,
My heart stops beating.
Or I become another me,
From missing you I can be free.