I am…

Drowning.

But everyone else is breathing…

I’m taunted by my demons…

and you tell me to be happy...

but how can I be happy…

when demons flush water down my lungs…

 

I am…

Lost,

or was I never found in the first place…

even the Shadows around me breathe,

while I choke on salt and tears.

There is so much pain,

how can I not notice it

when it won’t

Stop.

 

Further down

is a path not too long

nor too short

just enough

I hear

that at the end

people breathe air

not water

 

I wonder how

I can

get to the end

of a road

where there’s no

path

 

I hear

that there are

no tears

there

but I also

hear that

the road

doesn’t

Exist

 

Is it

just

a dream

like

my

existence

 

Houses

without roofs

Skies

without blue

Ground

without soil

Smiles

without favors

Skin

without touch

Ears

without sound

Lips

without taste

Lives

without need

For

Breathing

 

You

tell me

to

keep my head

up

When I’m

Submerged

in the dark

waters

of

Myself

 

I’ve lost

Track of time

As

Time’s lost

Track of

Myself

 

Breathing

Is so hard

When you have

No lungs

To take

The air in.

 

Why

was everyone else

born

with working

Lungs

When I

have lungs

flushed with

demons

 

There’s

no room

for a halo

on

my

head

But maybe

i can

make a halo

out of

my

pain

 

Maybe

i can

End…

what

i never

started…