I Was Suffocated, But Now I Have Fresh Air In My Lungs
I find myself to be an empty shell with nothing ,but scrapes and bruises.
I am almost translucent.
I don’t see much for my future,until I escape you and learn to give my self depth.
The depth I never had a chance to get.
You punched and kicked to steal it from me.
I’m finally free, free of the blood I used to drowned in.
My empty shell,weighed down by regret,I would sink to the bottom.
I’ve learned to let go, hold my breath and float to the top.
I take my first gasp of air, and today’s the day I learn to breathe again.