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“Sinking Breath”


My sinking breath in the ocean of my journey I’m moving on,
Living on the edge believing you are my destiny.

The strain in the heart around the four walls,
Your absence or my presence, despite all.

Your scent in my breath,
Analyzing it as a craziness, passion,  possession or love.

As the breath is attached to a body,
Like the scent attached to my breath.

This breath is holding me tight,
Like my soul or my body is searching for a light.

All the pain, all the sorrows, all the wounds you chose to give,
It made you not more than a spineless maniac.

My sky is same as yours; my pain will be same as yours,
You and me are living under that same blue sky.

Not today, not tomorrow but still believing in that one day,
Yet to come, yet to face the same pain you chose to gave.

Wish we had never met, wish we didn’t know,
You took my breath away with the spell in my ear.

It was a spell, a spell of curse,
You made me realize but to late to cure.

It’s hard to breath, its hard to survive,
I'm stuck between my soul and my life.

Killing me inside at a leisurely pace,
Like a poison running through my blood.

The endless pain, the endless love,
Out of pain, out of sorrow, out of guilt, out of regression.

Never ending journey with a sinking breath,
Choosing it my self or seeking for help.

-HA 



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