Breathing

Breathing

It's the easiest thing to do

So basic, your body does it for you

Until it forgets how

Until everything you've been working so hard to keep up comes crashing down 

Crushing you, your lungs

And then it's not that you don't remeber how to breathe

Because you do 

But your body just won't do it

The air stops at the back of your throat, refusing to go any further

Trying as hard as it can to stay away from your lungs and rush in at the same time

And once you manage to gulp down the air

Someone reaches a hand inside your chest

Grabs your air that you worked so hard for

And tears it out of your chest