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.