Halt, time
For just a momentary
indulgence in the illusion
Of immortality
Each minute second
Drips on my body and soul
With such steady urgency
As to make me breathless
Questions
Burying the present
In the what ifs
Of the unknown
Yet, dispelling the suffocation
of clarity but Requires
inspection of complexities,
self inflicted;
Therefore only self removed
Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 10:59 AM UTC
Halt, time
For just a momentary
indulgence in the illusion
Of immortality
Each minute second
Drips on my body and soul
With such steady urgency
As to make me breathless
Questions
Burying the present
In the what ifs
Of the unknown
Yet, dispelling the suffocation
of clarity but Requires
inspection of complexities,
self inflicted;
Therefore only self removed
