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Tams The Golden Girl. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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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