NaPoWriMo #1: Can’t Breathe

(to be sung over soft piano)

CAN’T BREATHE,

underwater but on land.

CAN’T BREATHE,

and my head is filled with sand.

 

This congestion raises questions

that i’m not prepared to face

is this just one more infection?

did i catch it out in space?

could i be cured by an injection?

or am i permanently displaced?

as I can tell by your inflection,

though i’m gone i’ve left a trace.

 

CAN’T BREATHE,

underwater but on land.

CAN’T BREATHE,

and my head is filled with sand.

 

this just may be a disease

or is that just a phrase to please

my wandering mind

thorugh this isolated time

of sleep

and cold feet?

 

This song sounds kinda cool underneath.

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