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It Hurts

It is small movement, just a gasp, a little breath in
Not hard to do, you can do it, at the same time you can still grin
Just an intake of breath,  just a little gulp of air
 So small we never notice, until the airs not there.

A small muscular movement, independent of any thought
We do it when we sleep; no planning on it is sought
The only time we miss it, is when that breath is just not there
No matter how hard we try… there just isn’t any air

The heart beats to bursting, the skin tingles in fear
The world rushes from your sight, the pain begins to sear
Voices come and go but you cannot hear them speak
You know this is the end, do you care or are you too weak?

You can fight as much as you want; you can breathe as deep as you please
But when your lungs refuse to work, when there’s no air, there is no ease
You know your loved ones are calling, but you can do nought to answer them
Suddenly a god is important, as it happens to drowning men.

'Breathe deep, relax, calm down,' stupid words that one hears
There is no air, no relief, and maybe no more years
The tightness eases the airways open maybe it will be alright
Remember if it happens to you; keep away from the light that’s bright.

© 1/07/2013 GG

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  1. Date: 8/13/2014 11:43:00 AM
    written as it is,,,there is non better than when it is that way...and you are the poet...Girl

  1. Date: 7/10/2013 8:30:00 AM
    My brother has severe asthma attacks and he said it feels like he is going to die, because he can't get enough air. You described this feeling perfectly, hope your health is better now. Amazing write. Hugs

  1. Date: 7/6/2013 7:30:00 PM
    WOW Mandy! Has this happened to you? It happened to me while I was in the hospital, It took them 4 hours to get me stable. That is an awful feeling. Thanks for sharing.... Lucilla

  1. Date: 7/5/2013 5:09:00 PM
    Heartfelt write, my friend - hope you feel great again soon x

  1. Date: 7/2/2013 5:17:00 AM
    Only someone who has experienced this could write such a vivid account Mandy. You had me taking a breath for you. Very well written . Be well .hugs Anne

  1. Date: 7/2/2013 4:01:00 AM
    This leaves me cold Mandy, every word you write brings back the memory of my best mate in NZ. who died with emphysema, three days before his death he told me how every night he would wake, and open the bedroom window, hang out grasping for any sort of air, the next day he was in hospital the day after dead. Which brings me back to this wonderful yet graphic poem, no doubt relating in poetry your own experiences over the last week or two. this is a scary poem, because it is so well written.

  1. Date: 7/1/2013 9:09:00 PM
    Knowing all you have just been through makes this one more meaningful to me. Experience inspires poetry of wisdom.

  1. Date: 7/1/2013 12:15:00 PM
    wow! very descriptive of an experience i hope to never have. it must feel terrifying! you've captured all those feelings so well...may it never happen again!

  1. Date: 7/1/2013 11:59:00 AM
    Oh Mandy...Wish I could take your pain away. :( You've been through an awful lot as this so clearly shows.....Keep on keeping on, Mandy. May those lungs heal well and may you recover quickly! Sending you hugs. Well, the meds haven't affected your mind! This write is awesome! ;) Yea...humor was never my strong point! I'm trying.....Check that first word in the last stanza. It needs an E. Breathe...Love ya!

  1. Date: 7/1/2013 11:41:00 AM
    A powerful write Mandy, it reminds of the importance of air in our lungs and how we can take it for granted. You always come up with thought provoking poems, that fill us with substance, your a great sustenance at poetry soup Mandy, and an endearing friend, have a great day, haven't forgotten you, just not been around soup as much, love you still xxxvxxx