BreatheA Poem by Pyrrha RaynIdk why...wrote this when I looked at a book cover...but I like it.Breathe in…. And breathe out… Cling to what life is left. Is this life…..? Touching the long tube the rust
covering my finger…. Breathe in… And breathe out. I feel like a scuba driver…. Trapped underwater with limited
oxygen… But I’m just trapped in this cocoon
of a body. Breathe in… And breathe out…. As images flash past my eyes…. Is this life….? How long have I been here….? I can see the outside world but the
person they see isn’t me. I’ve been locked away into this
cage…. My skin pale and taunt across my
bones…. I resemble something of a horror
movie. Breathe in…. And breathe out… How can I still be alive? Neglected, forgotten, and alone… Surrounded by these chasms and walls… I’m a prize impossible for them to
find. Breathe in… And breathe out… Hope is the reason my eyes open
every morning. Some days I can grasp control…. And I can feel the health returning… But then the pain comes soaring back
and I flee away. The girl mocks me and once again
takes control…. Breathe in… And breathe out. I starve for your touch… And crave your affection… But I’m so far from your reach. I don’t want someone perfect… They aren’t the ones for me… I just want someone who won’t give
up. Who will help break down these walls
and leap the chasms…? Who will pry these chains off my
body…? And remove the toxic air
infiltrating my nose. Breathe in… And breathe out… Someday hope will triumph all. Or at least that’s my prayer… Until then breathe in… And breathe out. © 2012 Pyrrha RaynAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorPyrrha RaynThe Wonderland In My Brain., MTAboutI write poetry... And, yeah I hope it reaches you. more..Writing
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