Aug 6, 2009

Not today...

I don't have this in me
the strength required to breathe
I see my place
the steps I've taken
the path
so long
I spin around
and watch it all unwind
twisting turning
spinning out.
I can't move
can't walk
can't stand
it anymore.
Lifeless
limp
broken
fall to the gravel...
That last breathe of air
exhaled in a plea
evaporates
dissipates
escapes...
Leave me here
suffocating on words unspoken
choking on desire
dying
piece by piece
the blood shuts off
reality is nothing
but a dark memory
of light.

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