Inhale exhale
I’m living a life of a fairy tale
In this story there’s no happy ending
And if it was I was only pretending
In and out it’s the sound of me breathing
Dreams don’t come true that’s why I stopped dreaming
But that’s a lie because I have great faith
When you come to me I’ll greet you with open arms at my gate
Intoxicated by the sins of the flesh
When I die I’ll smile for it shall be a peaceful death
Stifled by all these emotions I just can’t think straight
Trying to avoid it but they are the managers of my pace
I’m ashamed for crying on a regular
The shape of my heart is perpendicular
Long time ago I became immune to your acts of no contrition
Yet for all I’m still searching for an alleviation
You are my number one priority
And I feel like just an option
I know this but I’m finding difficulties to make the transition
I presume I’m presently one of those people who can’t conform to such an adaptation I just can’t go on
Breathe
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