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CIN May 27
Its terrifying here
The kind of cold that makes your bones ache
Is this hell?
Is this some kind of agony?
Am I still drowning?
They say that drowning is horrible if you hold your breath
But if you give up and inhale the water
You get some kind of relief
Your brain is starved of oxygen
Your lungs fill to full capacity
Why does it feel so tempting?
The salt water stings your eyes
There's nothing left to hope for
Nothing left to breathe
You can pray to god
Or you can curse him for a remedy
But you still drown
And your body sinks
There's no fighting it
You are drowning
Just as you've always been
i wrote this while stuck in school during sol testing. there were maybe 30 people in the whole school. It was quiet and lonely at lunch and for a while it rained. it was a beautiful melancholy experience.
Shane Lee Feb 3
There is a world laying outside a window and looking out is a woman. She stares, unknowingly, out towards what could be the vastness of the year or the quickness in a day, an hour, the second it takes to inhale and exhale the sigh that leaves her lips that warmed her mouth that expanded her lungs causing the diaphragm to visibly widen and then recede again.

It may be unknown but it is all too familiar - the feeling of looking out of a window, inhaling and exhaling, feeling and watching the breast rise and fall, the repetition of it all THAT is all too familiar. Then it settles in. The resignation that this might be an always unknown sight with an always too familiar feeling, action, inhale, exhale, inhaLE, exhALE, inHALE, eXHALE, INHALE ....

Don't forget to eeeeeexhaaaaaaaaaale ... blow. It's close iiiiiiiiiiiiiiinhaaaaaaaaaaale ... it's autumn again ... eeeeeeeeeeexhaaaaaaale. Wonderful. Excellent. Marvelous! Steady now - it's not unknown but a curiosity. And so begins the cycle of my anxiety.
Hi! Hello! Hey!
I hope you guys enjoy this!! It's a sneak peak into how I kind of cope with my anxiety.
© Shane Lee
Hamna May 2021
I inhale forgiveness.
And exhale all my vengeance.
Like taking a word from my right ear,
And throwing it out from the other
It hurts to say this:
Saying "Marhaba" to misfortune with warm hugs
Know why I do this?
I wait for serendipity
To surprise me with a confetti of lilies.
I'll fly with each petal...
But,
Why do I forget that there's always a purpose behind an accident?
Kassan Jahmal May 2021
Love is easy as breathing,
but around you I can't exhale
Is that why my chest hurts,
holding onto my every breath when we inhale?
Love has it moments of hurt.
snipes May 2021
I exhale,
The cold breath
Flys my soul out from my enclosed vessel
for half my life I can feel alive

I inhale,
The warm smoke
Hugging me tight for what seems like eternity
for half my life belongs too abeyance’ sea
Lupe M Dec 2020
The heaviness on my chest feels as though there is a boulder that decided to rest there for eternity

The heaviness on my chest never seems to waver since it rests so peacefully.

The heaviness on my chest rests peacefully, but I do not feel peaceful

The heaviness on my chest makes me feel uneasy

The heaviness on my chest makes me feel breathless


The deep breath I let go is to exhale the heaviness on my chest

The deep breath I let go is to waver the heaviness on my chest

The deep breath I let go is to feel peaceful despite the heaviness on my chest

The deep breath I let go is to feel at ease even with the heaviness on my chest

The deep breath I let go is to inhale again without the heaviness on my chest
Mystic Ink Plus Nov 2020
Stay awake

You are no longer
Who you were
If it is
It will

Don't worry
If you are aligned
To yourself
You don't need
Anything, anyone
Any more
Trust the timing
Work out within
And let it be

Stay authentic
Genre: Inspirational
Theme: Authentic self
Author's Note: Dignity project is a part of better human project
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