Under the Last Breath

Your last breath lingered on my skin,

A fading truth I kept within.

I tried to speak but stayed too still—

A moment hard to fill.

A trembling line,

No longer mine.

Under the last breath you left,

I’m standing here completely swept.

The world feels hollow, cold, and thin—

Still echoing your sin.

I walk the path you used to take,

Still hearing every quiet break.

Your presence drifts like falling frost—

A warmth forever lost.

Too soft to save,

Too near the grave.

Under the last breath you left,

I’m standing here completely swept.

The world feels hollow, cold, and thin—

Still echoing your sin.

A fading breath,

Too close to death.

Under the last breath you left,

I’m standing here completely swept.

The world feels hollow, cold, and thin—

Still echoing your sin.

Your breath…

still here.