《Poetry; Sure It May Hurt》Treatment

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Breathing.

Most people dont think about this simple task their body works hard to provide

But mine

Constantly is under construction

Needing instructions for how to breathe right

At times it forgets

and at others my chest

It doesnt feel right

Sometimes tight

Struggling all night

Barely sleeping because I'm scared of the things that haunt me each and every night

While under this haze it forgets

It forgets everything and when I awake clenching my chest, gasping for air because it stopped, not knowing how to work for a moments time

I try to tell myself it's alright

It'll get better I say

though I barely believe the words coming from my own lips.

Breathing Treatment.

I'm scared for it.

Yet, I'm mad because my body doesnt want to do the things it was made for.

Won't work as properly as everyone else's.

I know others are struggling more than I. Every day and night.

I feel that's the main reason I tell myself....

I'll be alright.

Just give it time.

Hopingly, my mother tells me it'll be alright, that this treatment is supposed to help.

I think I'm just scared because I don't wanna be stuck here in this endless hell.

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