#deepbreath - Hello Poetry

In a world that spun too fast, they whispered the rule— first, secure your own mask, but they never learned how to fit it. Their hands, frantic, grasped at ours, pulling us into their storm, tightening the straps until our breath was thin, until the air was no longer ours. They saw the clouds, felt the pressure, but never saw how their own lungs were hollow, how the wind was too cold for them to breathe. They never took their own mask, only ours— a lie wrapped in love, strangling us all. They thought they were saving us, but their grip was too tight, their hearts were too heavy, filling our lungs with their panic. In trying to protect, they forgot: if they couldn't breathe, they couldn’t help us breathe. And so, we wore the mask, pressed too hard against our skin, the seams never holding, the air always too thin. A cycle that turned on repeat, love, pain, discipline, each breath an echo of something broken, something never fixed. They tried, but never understood that a mask only works if you wear it first— only when they breathe can they save us. But we stood there, choking on the same air, never having the chance to claim it as our own.

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Mar 17, 2025

Mar 17, 2025 at 5:26 PM UTC

SneakyTurtle

First Secure Your Own Mask

In a world that spun too fast, they whispered the rule— first, secure your own mask, but they never learned how to fit it. Their hands, frantic, grasped at ours, pulling us into their storm, tightening the straps until our breath was thin, until the air was no longer ours. They saw the clouds, felt the pressure, but never saw how their own lungs were hollow, how the wind was too cold for them to breathe. They never took their own mask, only ours— a lie wrapped in love, strangling us all. They thought they were saving us, but their grip was too tight, their hearts were too heavy, filling our lungs with their panic. In trying to protect, they forgot: if they couldn't breathe, they couldn’t help us breathe. And so, we wore the mask, pressed too hard against our skin, the seams never holding, the air always too thin. A cycle that turned on repeat, love, pain, discipline, each breath an echo of something broken, something never fixed. They tried, but never understood that a mask only works if you wear it first— only when they breathe can they save us. But we stood there, choking on the same air, never having the chance to claim it as our own.

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I guess it's no longer a Secret By now, you are fully aware that I admire you Your smile makes it impossible For me not to Its such a blessing to Be able to inhale the carbon dioxide That you exhale Filling my lungs with a kindliness that Not even Hathor herself possessed With a kiss sweeter than Hershey... And Godiva chocolates combined With a smile that could Illuminate the darkest hour Your hug feel as if you can Calm an angry alligators medulla oblongata Flight or fight huh? Well... I promise to fight to Send you on first class flights Sharks and whales swimming under Heated glass floors Even though you deserve Mansions with pearly gates And roads cemented with gold You're my calming lifeline Every time I look into your eyes I see a perfectly imperfect forever

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Mar 16, 2018

Mar 16, 2018 at 2:45 AM UTC

KingOf

Secret Admirer

I guess it's no longer a Secret By now, you are fully aware that I admire you Your smile makes it impossible For me not to Its such a blessing to Be able to inhale the carbon dioxide That you exhale Filling my lungs with a kindliness that Not even Hathor herself possessed With a kiss sweeter than Hershey... And Godiva chocolates combined With a smile that could Illuminate the darkest hour Your hug feel as if you can Calm an angry alligators medulla oblongata Flight or fight huh? Well... I promise to fight to Send you on first class flights Sharks and whales swimming under Heated glass floors Even though you deserve Mansions with pearly gates And roads cemented with gold You're my calming lifeline Every time I look into your eyes I see a perfectly imperfect forever

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when nothing else makes sense anymore i just take a deep breath and think of you

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Sep 26, 2015

Sep 26, 2015 at 11:07 AM UTC

pseudopoetaster

short poem for you

when nothing else makes sense anymore i just take a deep breath and think of you

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Help, I don't know who I am, I can't remember anything, How do you fly this thing? All I know is that there's something important that must be done, I've gotta save the world, no, the universe. I'm sorry who are you? I'm Scottish, I used to be English, I think. Amy was Scottish. Oh, I'm old now! Old and not ginger. Still don't know who I am. Am I The Doctor? Yes, I think I am and there's the green one and the not green one. I'm on the planet of the pudding brains. I still haven't figured what kind of man I am. Just old, Scottish, and not ginger! I'm never ginger, never, not once in 2000 years!

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Aug 29, 2014

Aug 29, 2014 at 6:49 PM UTC

Fall_down_to_get_up

After 12

Help, I don't know who I am, I can't remember anything, How do you fly this thing? All I know is that there's something important that must be done, I've gotta save the world, no, the universe. I'm sorry who are you? I'm Scottish, I used to be English, I think. Amy was Scottish. Oh, I'm old now! Old and not ginger. Still don't know who I am. Am I The Doctor? Yes, I think I am and there's the green one and the not green one. I'm on the planet of the pudding brains. I still haven't figured what kind of man I am. Just old, Scottish, and not ginger! I'm never ginger, never, not once in 2000 years!

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Breathe in, Breathe out. Take a deep breath. Keep breathing. Breathe in, Breathe out. What am I going to do When the only reason I was breathing Was you? m.c.c.

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Apr 27, 2014

Apr 27, 2014 at 12:16 PM UTC

mcc

Breathe

Breathe in, Breathe out. Take a deep breath. Keep breathing. Breathe in, Breathe out. What am I going to do When the only reason I was breathing Was you? m.c.c.

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