The Need to be Reminded

Remind me why I breathe.
It gets foggier and foggier every day.
Remind me why I inhale.
I lose myself every second.
Remind me why I exhale.
It becomes a mystery.
Remind me why I live.
Because I forget why I do.

I need your eyes to paint the sun.
I need your hand to hold my gun.

Reviews

[Rose of many colours]

Ok Thank you for sharing god bless you poetess

[Simon Welsh]

Love this one. I love those last two lines.