
16,558 days since September 18th, 1975
16 breaths per minute
960 breaths an hour
23,040 breaths a day
381,496,320 breathes in 45 years
16,558 Days that I have faced
But how many of those were unembraced?
Lived but not really lived like I was alive
How many of them passed satisfied to only survive?
16 breaths per minute, 60 minutes per hour
How many of them did I waste living but without power?
960 breathes an hour, but how many of them thrown away?
Imagine if you would that I have taken for granted 23,040 breathes per day.
381,496 breathes that I have drawn in 45 years
Breaths taken in moments of joy and some bathed in tears
Breaths sacrificed for frivolous words and foolish expression
Things that were better saved, nonsense worth my suppression.
The commodity of years, the treasure of time,
What should have been by me treated as prime
Collected and cherish, saved and treasured
Breathes I have squandered meant for sorrow and pleasure.


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