I must keep breathing

The desire to end my life is like a shadow,

Hovering behind me, never stopping to remind me

That if I truly choose it, it is there

As a fake relief, with an unknown consequence,

But nevertheless carrying a feeling of ending,

An ending to this pain, to whatever is left of this life.

That's why,

I build my life everyday,

Even with this desire tries to break it down,

So that one day,

This desire would have nothing left to entice me for,

For my life would be so complete: with pain, with happiness, with sadness, with joy, with everything that makes me alive—

I must keep breathing to achieve that,

Even when all I want to be

Is dead.