Breathe

I hold my breath, because breathing could drown me.

But I lust for the luxury of air to fill me up.

If only I could just exhale, inhale -

But no, I am strong, able to hold on.

 

I look around; maybe I’m not underwater.

And I long for the warmth of air to comfort me.

Maybe I should just let go, breathe -

But no, I am wise, wary of the consequence.

 

My world fades; the pain constricts my chest,

And I know.

I have to just leap, come up for air -

But no, I am afraid, and on fear I suffocate.

 

 

 

Author's Note

First time I've ever shown my work to anyone other than myself. Please review!