Tooo late

Don't you hate breathing
You can never stop
Thats something i had just forgot

For the day.. every day
This is my exercise
Doing something i totally despise

Until you die...
Is it impossible to hold your breath
I guess that is the hardest test

Something i was born to do
Breathing is a chore
But why can't i stop... do something i adore

Breath on the mirror
To clean off the muck
Just to find the person you had forgot

Breathing is the most annoying thing
You can never stop doing it
Holding me down.. making me sick

Choking and coughing...
Spluttering my lungs
Is this what has happened what i have become

Damaged and endangered
Fighting for my life
Oh what the hell.. I'll give up tonight

Hold the pillow tight
As the feathers enter my lungs
As my slow death has only just begun

Hold my head down
While screaming for my life
Hold my head in the water... to give up the fight

Wrap it round my neck
Until it breaks
Until my last words are uttered... may be this was a mistake

*not finished*