No Air In Your Lungs
Do You Ever Stop To Think About If You Lose Your breath?
Easy to breath
No one ever thinks about it
How you are supposed to breathe
The easiness of the movement
A young innocent girl
Grasping at her blue breath
No one ever thinks about how lucky you are to not have to think
In and out
You can white smoke called breath
No one ever gets up in the morning waking up to an unsteady breath
dark black & pink tea every hour to open up your vocals
Taking in clear water that seems to be blue
And
Using a system to breath
No control or power in how you do breath
people pushing blue notebook towards you
telling you with their easy breathing red lips that
you have to write down every time you choke
on the blue air,
The girl stubborn as hell
Does not say anything still
This young innocent girl starts to panic
What if something is wrong
multiple things being thrown at her
It just asthma
It just you overthinking
As she struggled to tack in breath
As she could not breathe in the blue air that gives her life
Getting up and saying
Oh crap it a bad day
Or
YES! It a good day
Some days you wonder if life’s worth this much work
Dark greys and blues sounding her pulling her down
But it is it always is.
About the Creator
Victorian Black
I have always loved writing, even if it can be challenging sometimes but that has never stopped me. I have always wanted to be an author. Many of my books take topics people are afraid to talk about, so I put that topic in my writing.
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