A Poets Lung...

Breathe in,
Breathe out,
Imagination,
In my creation,
Breathe in,
Breathe out,
I've the need to write,
To make sense of life,
To feel empty, but immortal,
To be free and instrumental,
Breathe...
Breathe!
Pour my soul all over the world,
To stop, so I feel no more hurt,
A matrix of falling letters, for my heart to catch,
If the ink dries thick, I won't find my way back,
An addiction?
A contradiction with myself?
Breathe in,
Breathe out,
I see the light,
I feel a smile,
It's been a while,
Since a true write,
I'm a soldier through life,
On the pages, is where I fight,
The invisible pen is my gun,
My voice is from a poets lung.
Breathe,
Breathe!
Finally!
I write,
I breathe in,
I breathe out,
I B R E A T H E....
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Thanks Mitsali ?