by Skyfire   Sep 15, 2020

... like a blanket
made from cotton
that's just soft enough
to make it's way
through my nasal passages
into my throat
into the fibers of my lungs
where it sits heavy in my chest
and reminds me that
it's very hard to tread water
when your air
is gone.


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  • 5 days ago

    by Lost star

    This is painfully relatable and yet beautifully written.

  • 5 days ago

    by hiraeth

    Absolutely heart-wrenching write

  • 5 days ago

    by Brenda

    I totally felt this..

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