She can’t breathe
Pressure too much
Choking her
Everything’s a rush
Crying tears
Of pain
Nothing will
Ever be the same
Her chest hurts
Breathing is hard
So much wrong
Fit to burst
She needs air
This she thirsts
She just wants
Out, to breathe
This is what
She really needs
No-one really
Cares
No-one does
They just sit
And selfishly stare
She just wants to
Breathe
To finally be
Free…
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Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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