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Barely Breathing
I don’t even know how we got here:
One minute we’re fine, the next we’re not;
I keep replaying what I said, what I feared,
Like there’s still something I forgot.
I tried to walk away like I saw it through,
Like I wouldn’t feel it in every quiet moment;
But everything keeps leading back to you,
And nothing feels right, everything is bent.
I’m still here, still holding on to something
That probably isn’t holding me back;
Not moving forward, not really healing,
Just barely breathing in the dark.
