Monday, July 20, 2015

Breathless

Impaired, my voice cannot stop trembling
I cannot even bair to move
A chest pump , that I might need
See me as I am, dream
Make me see that there iws more to life
Then the one I chose to live alone
Sometimes life takes a stand
Where the stand is only frozen still
But that is the only reason for me to have grown
Have I forgotten, what it feels like
To grasp for air when I hear you speak
Oxygen, is not nearly enough to keep this heart beating
to the rhythm your are playing with my mind
My words lost in the bubble of speech
Because they are stuck in the world
That is supposed to be right.
But you heard me, little ole me
You heard the voice, they is wrong.
You made my world bright even if the blind awoke with sight

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