Vulnerable me

I break every evening,
I make every morning.
Heavy breath with heart beat skipped,
My throat choked,
And my eyes stop,
Feel like a rope.
Can’t think else,
Tearing cells.
Hope to be buried so fast,
Believe doesn’t last.
No control on inhale,
Still I manage to exhale.
Turned my breath,
But my chest felt the wreath.
Yet can’t complain,
For this constructed rain.

Saumya Saxena

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