~8. Suffocating In Air

Idk.... this one feels like crap to me :/

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Suffocating In Air

There is oxygen in the air,
And people are alive,
But then why do I feel so dead inside?

My lungs are crushing apart,
Tearing a hole in my heart,
Like a forgotten piece of art.

Everything only backfires,
Leaving me to burn in Hell's fire,
Wrapped up like a cold iron wire.

The very air is poison,
And I am left suffocating,
Gasping for air which is devastating.

But there is no air,
There never has been.

~Luci

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