Fading Away

So I'm not the best poet ever. Rhyming and I are not friends... but yeah. Sometimes, sometimes I just need to get something out before it crushes me.

Pain-filled breath
  Walls move closer
Shrinking

Slipping away
  As darkness grows
Waiting

Still as stone
  Heart must continue
Beating

Existing each moment
 Breathe in, out
Fading

 

 

 

The End

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