When timing is perfect and promises are kept
when family tries and maybe fails but tries at best
when friends keep strong through silent tests
and you yourself get lost in all the mess.
When chaos is comfortable and structure abnorm
when peace is what causes the storms
when simplicity is a lost art form
and when individualism is misinformed.
When will you breathe fresh again...
Dreams hidden in your bottle will always drown.
Again and again.... come up and breathe....
When you are drowning there is no weight upon you..
you are as light as a feather, but drown you will indeed..
it's time to BREATHE,
please BREATHE!
i need you here with me.
Breathe! Wake up!
before you forget how...
-khristen
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