Breathe

Have you ever felt smothered by a breath of fresh air? Have you ever felt poisoned by the bright red blood coursing through your veins? When you are physically weak you forget how to fight the ocean of emotions breaking against the surface, the stormy tide leaves you exhausted, incapable of fighting disease on the inside. Crashing waves of weakness; Weak. Weaker. Weakest. You breathe in and you breathe out. Breathing, because you are alive. You breathe in and you breathe out. Breathing, but you are not living. Have you ever begged for strength to fight one last time? Have you ever battled against your own blood to survive? You breathe in and you breathe out. You battle strong - you battle on, because the only things in life stronger than weakness: strength and a will to live.