I can’t breathe my heart is filled with sorrow, my eyes want to cry and the air is fading fast.
I can’t breathe my world is closing in around me, I feel as if I am crushed between and wall and a hard place; I can’t find the answers that I am searching for nor the reason to live.
I can’t find the air that is much needed for me to live;
I feel as if I am dying a slow death so why in the hell do you think I should live this life.
Is there anyone out there that can help me? Help me breathe again, help me find my way back home.
I can’t breathe I am going down quickly, I am consumed in my pain overwhelmed in this grief and this heart of mines has not had enough time to mend.
I am fighting to find the air that my body needs to stay a live as I exhale a little slower just to take in a little more so I can breathe again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem