Breath Persists

Well, I honestly wasn’t planning on another Dark Poetry…I promise! Seriously! So before you read, please be aware that the poem you’re about to read isn’t lovely. It’s about a man wishing his breath was gone from him.

What more can I do?
Who can I turn to?
The blood - I envision will spill over 
My sheets so I ponder. 

What more can I say? 
How many mo…