Plastic Bag Poem by Brandy Diaz

We suffocate in the air.
The cries that we make, the feelings that we create, and the pain that we feel.
That's the oxygen slowly killing us off, one by one.
The universe has blinded us so much, that we can't see death putting bags over our heads, and tightening them with every breath we take.
You may think that sudden deaths are because it was their time to go, but you're wrong.
It's death's fault when he accidentally pulls the bag too tight.
So unblind yourself, and peel away your plastic bag.