Breathe

Strangely...
I love you more from a distance.
Time flies, and in an instant moments turn into years.
You learned to hide your tears for fear that they would make you weaker.
You learned to fight without caution
And so your body bears a constant reminder to the pain that your mind has long since forgotten.
I often wonder why you don't see yourself as beautiful...
Useful to more than those that are just using you....
I often wonder how you exist without living...
Giving all of yourself in situations intended to cause you to give in.
Still going...
but losing for your lack of knowledge on winning...
Breathe.
Strangely...
I loved you more when I thought I hated you.
Thought I knew you better
But thinking that I know anything is debatable...
I know nothing.
Someone once told me to believe in my dreams
But I have just learned to believe that I'm dreaming.
I believe that I'm lost
Seven miles south of locating my freedom.
I often wonder why I can't see when my eyes are wide open
Why I have to beg to keep speaking though these words deserve to be spoken.
This poet is broken.
And somehow I get the inkling that I'm supposed to keep going.
I never knew what I needed.
Failing due to the fear that I would've never succeeded...
Breathe....
Strangely... I will no longer question the meaning of your existence...
When the feeling of living just doesn't fit in,
I will no longer question why you do not give in.
You were made to finish...
whether or not you could trust who were in the very beginning...
You were made to withstand every trial and endure every affliction
You were built strong enough.
So Keep Breathing.