As I hang from my cross <br />It gets harder to breath with every passing moment <br />No time to die <br />A perfect time to cry <br />Still I wish I could die <br />Then maybe this cross wouldn't bear down so heavily on my shoulder <br />Maybe then I could breath <br />Though what use is breath if it saves my life for another moment <br />Slipping away in a world of emotions <br />I wish I was too dead to... <br />Cry<br /><br />Agata Konopka<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-cross-2/
