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Broken Lungs

September 2, 2014
By LettersInSkin SILVER, Nowhere, South Carolina
LettersInSkin SILVER, Nowhere, South Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk within our souls...<br /> ~Edgar Allan Poe


They fill in with air

But every breath is stressed with pain

My ribs being the serrated knives

Scratching back and forth against every drawl of air

The crazies in their white coats believe me fine

So, does this mean it’s all in my head?

Is the pain over every burning take of air a lie?

Is my mind faking what I think I feel?

My lungs must be broken

If they’re doing this to me

I don’t know what’s wrong with me

And the doctors?

They don’t even try…


The author's comments:

I have a breathing problem with my lungs with no explanation. I've been to the doctors many times about this, with a same answer of them believing that I'm fine. So, yeah, that's what this poem's about.


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