Short Breaths

by ilikepurple222   Dec 23, 2009


Struggling to take a breath.
Breathing in and out only makes it feel like a bomb
that's ticking, just waiting to go off at any second.
Half breaths are unfamiliar.
Arms shake,
legs go numb.
Standing creates dizziness all around me.
I sit down.

Complete isolation
staring blankly at the television.
I count down each minute passing that there's no
sickening feeling deep inside my stomach.
Tightly wrapping my arms around my waist,
only trying to hold it all in place.
Yet, like clockwork, it never fails to creep back.

Glancing in the mirror,
I can't even recognize myself.
Who ever thought that I could look worse than I felt?
Giant dark circles appear underneath my eyes,
but only to contrast the redness of my face.

Shortness of breath haunts me.

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  • 14 years ago

    by Mimed Lovette

    This is sad :( But I loved this last sentence: Shortness of breath haunts me.

    Very thought provoking as it can mean a lot.

  • 14 years ago

    by arabelle

    Good but its almost like your writing a story that you just broke up into smaller lines. in poems you need a lot of detail and you need to condense your writing and say a lot in only few words. remember pick a small moment in time and put it under a microscope and use good detail words to describe it.

  • 14 years ago

    by Faithless

    Intereresting write, I like how you use the time bomb as a metaphor for your breath. Ticking it's way down, but however I feel that you should elaborate more on why you feel that your life is ticking and what lead you to be in that position. The ending was alright with me as you see the reflection of yourself of what you've become, but I like a mention earlier perhaps you could feed the readers with more deatail on how or what lead you to be in that position. Keep on writing;)

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