Alive: A Poem

I ask myself, “Who am I?”

For I often forget

Yet beyond these tears I cry

I fear we’ve never met

For sadness is all I’ve known

In a life that has no meaning

For all I own is not my own

& men can be deceiving

Yet breath still escapes me

& my heart keeps on beating 

Waiting here patiently

Quietly pleading


There is a reason you’re still breathing.

 

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