Breath evaporates, vision clouds -
I drift, it is peaceful in the deep
I no longer feel like a burden; lumbering and pathetic
My hands are soft,
my thighs milky and unclenched
my lips barely touched
Insomnia envelops me once more and I awake:
this body is not ready
Aug 1, 2013
Aug 1, 2013 at 5:51 PM UTC
Breath evaporates, vision clouds -
I drift, it is peaceful in the deep
I no longer feel like a burden; lumbering and pathetic
My hands are soft,
my thighs milky and unclenched
my lips barely touched
Insomnia envelops me once more and I awake:
this body is not ready
