Gasp Poem by Tinnie Moe

Let's hope we do not break you
and
we keep you from harm and
illustrious ideas.

How many ways to kill a heart?
You can break it, that's so easy.
But so is easily mend.

You can hurt it, somewhat funny, pherhaps?
because a knife is easily bend.

You can hide it.
For so long in a place you didn't knew.
And it might call, it might shout
loud through the dark,
you must search a way out
to the light and where it blooms.

But never, no never,
Or pherhaps in dark panic,
smother it.

Because with no air,
every life is doomed.


Rebreath.