Slip and slide
Urge to be something more then me.
Smothered slowly, If I forgot to live.
I would still keep on living.
My heart pumping, lungs breathing in air.
Life is life and we are here to hold onto it.
I try not to think of last Christmas.
How I lost all that mattered.
And ended up in the hospital.
To get meds adjusted and smile.
To escape the hospital, I had to smile.
I never was good with authority figures.
I have so much and it all matters.
I have so much darkness and coldness and that matters.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
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