Treasure Island

Genevieve Pilat

(02/1991 / New Jersey, USA)

Breathe


I want to find my peace again
Within this wretched world
Go back before the pain and stress
I felt had finally unfurled.

The solid ground I step upon
Has no purpose in my life
And the air I breathe with the echoing sounds
Pierce me like a burning knife.

I’m fed up with this world
The things I don’t want to bother
It seems to me my only peace
Will be found underwater.

And so it seems that I must plunge
In order for me to relieve
The stress that’ll fade when submerged
And I no longer need to breathe.

Submitted: Friday, March 29, 2013
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