Welcome Visitor: Login to the siteJoin the site

breathless talks about how we take things in life for grated .i have had asthma for years.i felt like i had gotten beyond the point of using my asthma med in doing so i almost died .i spent a week in the hospital just released Nov-21-2011.however with my faith in god and the love of my family i pulled through here to talk about my journey in to death.asthma is a silent killer so many people have lost their battle with asthma.u can fight it and win fight. please don't take your life for granted you have so much to live for.something as small as breathing can change in half of a second.just breathe

Submitted:Nov 24, 2011    Reads: 59    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


Silent breathe stolen in a moment of laughter footsteps frozen in place knowing that this could be the last breath

FIGHTING TO LIVE air nowhere to be seen bits and pieces of air hard to come by words no more than whisper sounds of life slipping away Oxygen replaced with pollution lungs filled with Black Death Speechless waiting for the kingdoms of nature to open up releasing . A chokehold Lungs suffering just one more breathe taken asthma holding life hostage air unfound

Searching for the keepers of oxygen distances away

Fear of talking UNABLE TO sustain a touch of air asthma vengeful and mean spirited

Taking air for granted disrespecting natures natural kingdoms of oxygen trying to speak out needing to breathe searching for that one burst of fresh air fear of stepping into the light of no return dough the beauty of the crystal light is temping and welcoming this journey of life not over yet as I fight to breathe

Lungs losing the ability to sustain life trying to overcome this thing called asthma dying to breathe like a fish out of water fins flapping hoping for a splash of water as do my lungs god let me breathe if only for one second a splash of air whispers of sounds wishing for a miracle . Lungs collapsing family crying wondering if the last drop of rain has falling

Down on this rose as her use her last drop of oxygen rose peddles wintering, as do her lungs dying to breathe from lake of air. this thing called asthma leaving these old Lungs breathless as I take the last breath of air mother nature's kingdom of oxygen contaminated with pollution killing me softly black death living in the lungs of this old breathless body. Fighting to live if only for a short while if I should die tonight god take care of all that I leave behind show them the path of healing let not their heart suffer as I sleep in peace in your house glory

If or when I surrender to this thing called asthma heavenly father wipe away their tears give them the know how to carry on as this thing called asthma claims another soul

Body lay silent fighting to breathe. in a world of stillness I 'am a soldier victory is mine this thing call asthma release me in the arms of life, and at that moment my lungs were awaken to fresh air a whole new life if only for one more day . my faith in god gave me the will to fight my life aren't finish yet drops of air filling my lungs giving up on life I'll never do that im a survivor asthma is a silent killer sometime we take something as simple as air for granted

Live your life like its golden

Tomorrow makes no promises cherish the air you breathe the life you save just maybe your own



| Email this story Email this Short story | Add to reading list


About | News | Contact | Your Account | TheNextBigWriter | Self Publishing | Advertise

© 2013 TheNextBigWriter, LLC. All Rights Reserved. Terms under which this service is provided to you. Privacy Policy.