The Freedom to Breath

To me a poem is more, a story but something more short

Its rythm in itself, a chance to be free

for all the words that people read are those of your own.

Many before me wrote about the pain they felt, much like the songs we hear.

Nothing can express how liberating it is to write,

words are only words, and this is my freedom to breath.

To live you have to explore, to have a chance to live, to have your freedom to breath.

Sinnet, in couplts, or dous, nothing seem right like the freedom to breathe.

Its the air in my lungs, and all the hurt in my veins, the words I choke on,

And all different feelings as I try to pull myself together

It is the freedom to breath...

But how do e know when to stop?