Saturday, December 15, 2018

Poem: Fighting breath

As we take each breath we do not think.. this breath could be my last. 
This one singular thought would drive any one mad.
Until the day your fighting for each and every breath.
When that day comes do you look back?
Do you think of each breath you have taken?
The breath before each major decision.
What about the moments that took your breath away, are those the breathes you fight for?
We take for granted all that we can do in a breath.
Do not wait until your death bed to fight for each and every breath.

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