Barely Breathing

I don’t even know how we ended up here,

One moment we were fine, then suddenly we weren’t.

I keep replaying my words, my fears,

Like I missed something I should have seen.


I tried to walk away as if I was done,

Pretending I wouldn’t feel it in the silence;

But everything keeps circling back to you,

And nothing sits right, everything feels bent.


I’m still here, holding on to something

That probably isn’t holding me at all;

Not moving forward, not really healing,

Just barely breathing in the dark.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A poem about trying to heal in a quiet moment, but not quite moving on.

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