Breathing
so automatic, natural
no thought required
just inhale and exhale.
Yet, she struggled.
Her lungs felt the weight
of her misery
crushed and laboured.

What if she didn't fight
for the next inhale?
What if the last exhale
was the final one?
           
Would the pain end?

Alas, no. It would not.
and so she fought
clenched her teeth
and battled,
for the next breath
not to be her last.

For as painful as it was
existence right now
it was worth fighting for
She was worth fighting for

And she hoped that one day
she would start to believe it.

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