What if I die before I get a chance to breathe?

[Echoes]

What if I die before I get a chance to breathe?

Feel the wind caress laughter

just before it leaves

my lips, to taste freedom

on a raindrop,

or a warm tease

of fresh sun.



What if I die before I get a chance to breathe?

Confined within

a hermit’s castle of idle dreams,

phobic of faint love

to scarce disease,

a meandering patched heart

abandoned amongst

confused density

[TheDeSade]

echoes, I hope you read this. That is one of the most intense emotionally charged and dramatically phrased poems I have ever read. It screams with visceral torment. It makes me ache to the depths of my soul. It cries out to me to take the person in my arms and hold them and soothe the hurt that is so evident in the words.

TDS

[moptop]

How I would like to take your hurt away. I cry for you.

[violetgem]

wow, that was crazy good.