Breathe Poem by Richie Duprey

Breathe in,
Shaking with fear,
Hyperventilating,
You almost pass out.

It's a tear,
Will it change the world?
Will it help you?
No, but you still shed more.

It's one feeling.
It is love.
Is it returned?
Can you give it anyway?

A head full of self-destruction.
You scream.
You attack,
not a person, but yourself.

You're one of them,
A zombie.
Panic, but don't play.
On the shortlist to conversion.

Manic panic.
Five thoughts a second.
He does.
He Doesn't.

End of the road.
But where is help?
Alas, does health draw near?
Breathe out.