Choosing others over me
Giving me nothing
I'm breathing to stay alive
But getting nothing out of it
This is just me
With no one to talk to
But so much to say
And I'm breathing silently
I am slipping through
Between the cracks
Into empty white noise
Everyone is breathing
But they're all there
So loud it's like thunder
I just flash
I'm sharp lightning breathing
And I wonder
It is almost over?
And I almost done?
But I'm still breathing.
--11.21.07
Friday, April 18, 2008
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