Friday, January 28, 2011

When endings are not endings
But merely states of change
The ice falls into my brain
Slowing shutting me down
I fight to move
I fight to live
I would rather give up
But then 
Its not just me that's here
I have to talk
I have to move
Not for my benefit, but yours
Quickly the ice is in reverse
Back from whence it came
I talk I move I breathe
In this moment
I live for you

1 comment:

  1. dang i really love your writing its awesome! i feel as if it paints a picture in my mind as to what you are trying to say or feeling! Its awesome!


And out of the void a voice came.