Breathe

I want to breathe

For the soul has no boundaries surrounding it
It's like a short circuit ready to go
There comes a time you want to die

I want to breathe

You gasp for air...
But, there is no oxygen to grasp
It's like trying to make a horse drink water

I want to breathe

You know there is no sense in living anymore for life
The soul has died within you
Now, the soul is like burnt toast for life

I want to die.

2/28/2007 1:06 PM
Written by: Darlene Y. Valentine