Ten Feet Below The Ground, I Breathe... Poem by Antonio Liao

oh! sudden pain, chest lack of oxygen and push
me back to limit of my soul, believe me, nothing has
change but an experience of moving on, to hurdle the
most awaited chain of misnomer of every dream

hope just come and go, the hour have tell the suffering
of every breath, why have all have to come to end with
out the boundary of eyes that hold on to die, in order to
live, and then give me nothing but a dream of the night,
for the over kill is dying without pain

something that keeps me special, than an minute to
think that you are their waiting me to sway my dear
heart of dying physical pain, leaving and enjoying the
agony that life is something that you'll never be lost

fleshing flesh that breath and a tendering soul that thirst
I fully give to you, my greatest surrender....