Hurts to breathe
Some days are darker than others,
Where it hurts to even breathe.
I feel my lungs caving in,
With every breath I struggle to take.
I part my lips as air escapes,
The only sound is wind rushing out.
Each day I struggle to go on,
Loosing you is more than I can bare.
I thought I was prepared to say goodbye,
But now I just feel empty inside.
I’ve tried to move on,
Learning to breathe on my own again.
But it hurts to breathe alone,
Without you by my side.
I know that you’re gone,
I pushed you to leave.
But how do I go on,
When it hurts to even breathe?
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