breathing

i'm barely breathing, and i don't know why... i can't find air, it's as if i'm underwater, and although i see the surface, i can't reach it no matter how hard i swim.... am i destined to drown in this puddle of shame and depression, or is someone fated to pull me out, to live out yet another day in the life of an unwanted person? is it easier to fill a person's shoes, shoes which are so big, not even the heavens can contain them? or is it easier to let that person fade away, along with all of the beliefs and morals? tell me, because that person is i, and i would like to know...

we'll see what happens to this person... we'll see where he ends up, and what he will become.... we'll see who saves him, or who lets him drown....

we'll see who will give him breath to live another day, or who will strike that last breath form him with the fury only seen in hell...

we'll see all of this sooner or later...