Stay quiet
Stay Silent
Breathe...
Breathe...!!!
Through what!!!
My clotted lungs
lungs clotted with anger...sadness...pain
lungs clotted with memories... hopes... wishes
Just how am I supposed to breathe
When every breathe of mine is killing and suffocating me more
Which is what you want
You want me to use my own body to make it harder to breathe
You want me to inhale only the smoke from the fire you fed around me
Well are you happy now?
Satisfied?
Eager?
Because I am losing my breath
Along with my mind
This will go quite well with the soul broken long ago
Except you will make it out so that it is my fault
So that I question every feeling...
Every thought...
Every action...
I feel I am weak
because I breathe that smoke willingly...
To not stoke the fire that is already being fed
© Delilah7119