#cantbreathe
I only know how to walk with tears
To learn something else is my biggest fear
The slamming of doors is all I hear
Stories of heroes but none come here
Will anyone care when I can’t breathe air
Or will they stare and watch as the end is near
I only know how to walk with tears
Because life is maze made of fear
-J.R
Jul 2, 2021
Jul 2, 2021 at 2:01 AM UTC
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, a dream one week ago:9
when that world came to an end
I saw all the colors in hindsight-eyes bend
cheetahs brush the graves on a pupil in the browns they fade
kisses planted on necks for a goodbye imaginary mates no meet made
stake on the runs
cars jogging in place neon lights with no sun
the packed stuff stumble on frights and screams I can't shut
the hell does it mean when you're choked on fatal without a but
doors abandon left sensations in scare in must
breathes don't do any when opened after this disastrous dust
when the world came to a salty end
a smile in me shattered on no coming backs forever send
-------ravenfeels
May 9, 2021
May 9, 2021 at 1:24 PM UTC
It's overflowing;
I'm full;
It's wearying me;
I can't...
I can't breathe....
Feb 19, 2021
Feb 19, 2021 at 8:03 AM UTC
Squeeze
Black dots
Breathe in
Hold
Dont panic
You may not be
Alone
Apr 15, 2019
Apr 15, 2019 at 6:29 PM UTC
and i envy those who have been freed
those who were able to bleed
they had that chance to let their deaths seep into a surface other than their bodies
their ashes had been swallowed by the ever-present storm
what say they
to the people
who are still struggling
shamingly desperate
to find a puncture
a hole
any point of escape in their skin
just to get the void out
----mind you, they're decaying
Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 7:23 AM UTC
Again and again I go back to it.
To its slimy and suffocating grasp.
It’s clawed grip on my heart.
Why am I not committed?
Maybe a part of me likes this world I am in.
Maybe a part of me likes how broken the world is.
Maybe a part of me doesn’t want the world to get better.
My spirit and flesh is weak then who can I fight with and against?
Don’t let me go there again....o please.
I want to be led into that promised land.
What if I can’t make it?
What if I am not perfect.
Not the perfect leader...the perfect child of God.
Why am I stressing?
Can’t
B r
E a the.
Oh the pain of the grip on my heart.
It’s claws digging deep.
It’s claws crushing it.
Can’t
B r E
A t
H. E....
Oct 31, 2018
Oct 31, 2018 at 4:59 AM UTC
Have you ever loved someone so much it hurts?
Like, it physically hurts.
Every time you're right beside them
And they don't step closer
Tuck you into their shoulder
Make you feel safe in their arms
It's like a punch in the gut
And your chest seizes up
And you think you'll never breathe properly again
Until they love you too
Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 9:44 PM UTC
A crackling upon skin
Numbness penetrate into the bones
Watching the world, but not really being a part of it
Watching. Watching.
Sinking inside, bringing out a different side to deal with what can't be done
Ears ringing but there is no sound
Feb 23, 2018
Feb 23, 2018 at 11:00 PM UTC
Tears running down my face,
my worst fear
has come to life.
Terrified...
Shaking...
Too many thoughts...
Please...
Help me...
I don't want to face him;
my Violator,
my Terrorizer,
my own personal Nightmare.
Please...
Don't make me go...
I don't want to..
Wake me up...
I can't go up.
I can't.
Don't want to.
Don't make me.
I'm like a little girl;
I am a little girl.
Please don't make me.
*Please...
I can't breathe...
Wake me up...*
Please
Aug 19, 2016
Aug 19, 2016 at 3:30 PM UTC
I can't get you out of my head
There's a stranger asleep in my bed
Visiting my old town I've never felt so alone
I lost the place I once called home
I used to be optimistic and kind
searching for happiness I thought I would find
I've lost my will to try, to hope
My heart is breaking in every scope
Coffee and cigarettes
I can't keep living this way
There's nothing left to make me stay
I can't remember how to breathe
I hate goodbye's, but love to leave
Aug 13, 2014
Aug 13, 2014 at 3:36 AM UTC
In, out
Just breathe
All I can this is
how much I want to leave.
I don't know how I'll make it
through all of today.
God, there's just no way.
In, out
Just breathe
This day is just
so very, very long
and everything I touch
seems to go so wrong.
In, out
Just breathe
I'm just trying to focus
on each individual breath
but every one is just
too substantial to handle.
In, out
I can't breathe.
Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 5:19 PM UTC
Heartache.
*It's more than an evening or weekend
Of ice cream and fine chocolate,
When listening to love songs,
Or watching rom coms on the couch
In jammies--*
It's in all those nights of crying
While clutching at your pillow,
Begging for some semblance of solace.
It's in waking walking wandering wondering.
While looking down at your chest,
In every other even odd moment of consciousness
To check if the hole in your heart
Is finally visible from the outside.
It's that deep breath inhaled;
To counter the effects of the memories he gave,
That enables you to breathe again,
And the rapid blinking that keeps your eyes dry--
For just a little longer...
It's in re-building that wall.
Remember the wall? *The one you tore down
To let him in?*
Only, it's a shade darker than the last time.
Heartache is that deep, bottomless
Feeling of drowning
In misery and rejection
From the one person
You singled out from the crowd.
It's that overwhelming feeling of claustrophobia;
Which tells you,
*'If you're not with him,
You'll go celibate!'*
It's that ghost of a kiss,
That threatens to be the death of you;
It haunts your lips in your pale reality.
It's that hollow heart
That longs for his warmth, his arms
Those dreams of his beating heart next to yours;
Helping you regenerate
Only to be broken with sunrise, in emptiness.
When those unforgiving rays heat up everything,
But you're still freezing...
It's that poisoned apple you ate;
It runs in your veins.
Refusing to be digested,
Causing that overbearing chronic ache
That makes you want to scream out
In pure agony--
Making you wish,
'If only he stayed!'
Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 4:59 PM UTC