Kreatives
Redaktion:
"Stairs"
Ein Gedicht von Valeska Ridzewski
I can hear myself breathing.
I wish I had a cure for asthma in by bag.
I remember air filling my lungs effortlessly.
I never feel the relieve of a deep breath.
It is possible to live with less air.
I don´t feel like my life is less liveable.
But I do know that long stairs were made to make FUN
of people with Asthma.