Written during an anxiety attack

I can barely breathe

but still in my last breath

I try to keep my mind

set on hope

hoping the storm goes away

hoping to see a light again

to guide me

to a safer place

to rinse me

of all darknes

and the holy fear

that consumed all my light

it seems like my bright never shined

I don’t do nothing but remember

that It’s not fair to see how my light drowns

betwen desapointment and desesperation

of a moment in life that shouldn’t ever arrived

but yet it’s still here

and I can’t change the way things happen

just accept them with the lost courage

of all those who could never get out of it

so I’ll fight it

I’ll try to deal with it

not for me but for all the ones who couldn’t

the ones who lost in the attempt

but yet still for me

for not being anotherone who lost in the attempt

the attempt of living a life in freedom

the attempt of living a life in peace

the attempt of living a life, just living a life

-Ale