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Breathe


I am constantly plagued with the fear of returning to regrets and conflicting conversations and not dealing with issues head on; face first, but first I must face the problems of which I am one I have one hope left and then there is nothing to do but wonder what have I become? And where in this life I will go, yes I know times are hard but like the waves on the sand I am sure I have company, those who will come with me to infinity and beyond, to space and galaxies, sometimes I need space from profanities they yell at me no one sees what’s inside, I hide my true feelings so you don’t hurt like I do but it’s all okay when I breathe And breathe And remember to keep breathing Though water is seeping Into my lungs, my airways the lunch trays that are pushed along in a line Stars aligned you to be mine but you’ll never believe, like fairies, yetis, oceans you do not see The point So I breathe And I take a breath in And I breathe And I will leave all complex thoughts in the dust leave them all behind us So starting afresh doesn’t sound so bad doesn’t seem like there’s no other choice or another life to be had Riveting revelations ripple while simple minds discuss people I discuss ideas you have no clue the fears I hold dear Of the darkness and of heights And being at alone at night with no one to hold but that no one should be you and in truth, behind the lies we realise we would all see eye to eye a lot better if everyone on the planet, without having to plan it would just stop And breathe
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