Breath

I'm running around inside my head

wondering how my life is mended.

All these thoughts, all these words, help me cause I'm getting scratches.

I'm suffocating and drowning of what other people just said.

Catching every breath I take, every suffocation I made.

I'm struggling and I'm hopeless even the beat of my heart know's it.

No matter what I do I get drowned by the same feeling so what then?

I just sat there like nothing happened.

Seeing these crowd applauding by my sorrow, they didn't know I wanted to let them see what I saw.

As if they could help me but I'm in deep trouble because this place doesn't feel like hell it feels like living a burden.

Everyday I catch myself on fire, wishing I could turn into ashes but I'm not a liar.

Yes, I'm not getting silenced yet I'm chained into your joyfulness

What I intended to do is no use, I rather be stuck in here than be with you.

You and the crowd are cowards, you can't see through even though your walking upwards.

I'm sweating and I'm suffering I don't know what to do, these riddles and maps give me no clue.

All I can do is breathe until I catch the last one, darkness can't get me because I'm done.