observing the rise and fall of my chest with every breath
but i am lifeless
hollow
the air fills my lungs
but i am gasping for air
i sit in the silence
attune to the aches and pains that circulate through my body
it is a reminder that each moment is a struggle
suffering
rest does not solve anything
it will always remain
i sit in the silence
caught in my head and i cannot get out
so i detach
despair lingers and points out the hopelessness
that has become my life
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Wow- Megan, I can relate so much to the feeling in your poem and I want you to know that you have a beautiful way of expressing it. I also want you to know that it does NOT have to always feel like this. The road to recovery is hard indeed, the hardest thing I have ever done. But it is SOOOOOO worth it I promise. You can find your way out as well. Sending you strength and love.