You may feel distant
Your thoughts don't seem to matter
Compared to the trash thrown around you
You constantly fight through
Your anxious shakes
To write a straight line
But the jagged structure seems to puncture
Your lungs
And sends you into a hyperventilated state of mind
I can do nothing but calm you with my breath
Like a slight breeze is wanted in hell
Your distant cries kill me inside
And I wish I could save you
On your knees you beg & plead,
You pray to rid you of impurities
Salvation isn't as far as it seems
Just listen to me breathe.
--Alysha Renee'
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