Breathless City

Flicker on the boulevard,

skyscrapers hum with

engines loud. Every breath is a silent warning—the

city's weight feels like a

storm. (ahhhh)

I see the haze,

it clings to me,

a blanket over hearts and lungs.

In every step we’re inhaling poison—a silent threat that never sleeps.

The air’s a ghost that warns of pain,

in the alley where we used to dance.

We’re trading breath for heavy glow—

Please stop trying to kill me with your air pollution,

it’s choking the life that we all share.

I’m fighting for every breath I take,

so please, just breathe a little cleaner—

Please stop trying to kill me with your air pollution.

Particulate storms, PM two-point-five on the rise—WHO says ten is safe,

but we’re at twenty-five.

Diesel fumes, NOx,

CO, they hide in our streets.

The lungs of children

scream for cleaner

skies.

Acid rain from industrial towers,

ozone at night makes my throat a furnace.

Heartbeats sync to traffic noise—we’re living in a world that’s not our

own.

It’s not just the smell,

it’s the silent death.

We’re losing generations

in a breathless rush.

Please stop trying to kill me with your air pollution,

it’s choking the life that we all share.

I’m fighting

for every breath I take,

so please, just breathe a little cleaner— Please stop trying to kill

me with your air pollution.