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*Today You Begin To Breathe*

 

 May.24.2014

 Trisha Barrek Hopkins

 

Today you begin to breathe

It's the day you begin to die

You know you're getting older

You begin to cry

The tear that just dropped

And landed on your shoulder

Has already began to dry

 

It's getting harder to move

Your bones you begin to hear "pop"

Minutes of your life you're starting to lose

Praying your heart doesn't stop

Depression begins

The number of days lived drop

Stress is out beating you.... it wins

 

The day you begin to live

Another heartbeat has gone by

Yesterday is just a memory you can't give

You ask yourself why

Each breath you take

Another day you try

Praying the next day you wake

Angels above you fly

 

They wait until the time is right

You feel their presence is strong

To live you will put up a fight

Your time is not up they are wrong

 

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem isn't finished ..I got writers block.. I'll come back to it 

Age

I don't believe I'm as old as I am

Inside im just a little kid wishing I was sixteen I wish It would of been a better sweet dream

Growing older each day is to me it seems

The saddest realization of this sinking ship

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