I can’t breathe feels like I am suffocating
Anyone who sees me would not believe this true
For I am walking, talking
But I am but a slither of the person I was or want to be
I am barely existing
Just watching my life from a distance
As I choke and suffocate on my old self
This is not who I want to be
But I can’t find an escape
From this black hole
That I have created
I am stuck
So alone
In this black hole
As the lights grow dimmer
And the chances of escaping
Fewer
As I begin to accept this as it..
