I once told the Wind that I couldn't breathe
And He strangled me in response.
Because how dare I say that
after everything He has done?What exactly is this 'not breathing'
that I have claimed to have done?So ever since,
I have suffered in silenceFor I rather not breathe
than be cursed
because of life's violence.10:00
20.01.23
CZYTASZ
A Diary of Soul (Unedited Version)
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