Just Breathe

That's what they always say
But I'm tired of breathing
All it leads to is gasping
For air, for love, for hope
For something
Anything

So I hold my breath
Waiting
For someone
Anyone
To notice, or at least witness
My final breath

But they don't see me
And I don't blame them
I can barely see me
There isn't much left
Just a pinprick of light
Surrounded by dark

So I hold on to it
All I have left
With all of my heart
And I tell myself
Just breathe

There is plenty of time
To die tomorrow