My lungs rise with the breath
that gives life. Shallow and short
as the pain starts to increase.
...
Perserverance Will Prevail
My lungs rise with the breath
that gives life. Shallow and short
as the pain starts to increase.
My eyes are wet like rain that
drips down the window. Vision
blurred; hard to control.
My mind wanders like a boat lost
as sea. Aimless in direction; longing
for a destination.
My body is cold as I sit here
alone. Waiting for the arms that
decide I'm worth keeping warm.
And through it all...
My heart beats like the ticking of
a clock. Constant and rythmatic. Never
ceasing to amaze.