(I've given so many people advice on what to do, how to stay alive, and I don't have anything to say about myself. For myself.)
It's hard to determine
what
will
inspire
your
next
breath.
The touch of a lover
a
touch
of
loving?
breathe...
it
seems
pretty
simple
until you're sitting at the bottom of a well,
or just waiting to exhale.
breathe
in
through
your
lungs,
and breathe life into another.
Breathe
Love
Breathe
LIFE
BREATHE
PASSION
it
all
seems
simple,
just keep breathing.
it seems pretty simple.
Until
you're
the
one drowning.
(January 18,2009)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem