It Hides in Plain Sight
The city looked so lively from up here. You couldn’t tell that below it was a corrupt and damaged world. For the first time in a long time, I took a real breath of air. It sounds idiotic, I breathe all day, everyday. But never outright, not like this. I sat on the edge with my eyes closed and just tried to remember this exact moment, every inhale. I never wanted this moment to stop, I wanted to stay here and just breathe. I let the cold night air sting as it went down my throat because the pain reminded me I was still alive. That even though the world was still and I had found peace, I’d have to open my eyes again sooner or later. I’d have to return to the world and face reality. But for now, I enjoyed my last first breath.