A Breath Poem by Thomas Northx

Will I ever breath again
when all I breathe is you.
know you were my only love,
I swear to God it's true.

Was it really just a game,
a wicked way you play,
killing what was left of me,
then watch you walk away.

Though you left a hundred times,
I always took you back,
was it love you held for me,
or was it for the crack?

I guess it doesn't matter,
we can't undo whats done,
when one will choose to stand and fight,
to watch the other run.