Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Gasp

I feel that desperation swallow me.
It fills me with that blur,
The static consumes me.
It weighs me down till I can’t move.
I want to live again,
Cast away this wood overhead,
Once again walk with the living.
All my wind comes rushing in.
I jolt with the unexpectedness of it,
My throat tightens as I gasp for air
All those tears I’ve captured are let go.
I hurt all over,
Sobbing
Sobbing
But at least I can breathe.
My hands shake.
I curl up into myself,
I’m held there until I drift,
Off to the stars.

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