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It hurts to breathe,
Each breath reminding me that I’m still alive,
Each breath constricting my chest,
My lungs burn from use.
How I wish I couldn’t feel,
This pain,
This hate.
How I wish I could feel,
The light,
The sun,
Instead of this cold and darkness.
Shadows play on the wall,
Reminding me of it all.
All alone I am standing,
With no one understanding.