breathing.

breathing.

struggle for strength.
wont be torn apart.
speaking of secrets,
dont talk of fears...
believe me im living;
wont much be breathing.
a murder in boston;
a loss in london.
tell you im sorry
cos we wont love...
standing in the light...
evils are strung up...
never saying this was easy
we weighed in the water
one foot infront of the other
squeezing life into each second.
feeling weake being deceived hearing false
theres no such thing as pity.
wanting another piece.
im breathing.