the thickest breaths of smog for me
in endless search for purity
approximate serenity,
a purge from which i cant escape.
my bones do ache
and muscles tear;
the trembling quake
of the heart i bare.
i pray for oxygen
to clear the dust from winded lungs
to cleanse my chest in sacred tongues,
a heart that rings with ancient song.
i pray for us again
to clear the fires from our hearts
to cleanse my motives from the start.
a moment’s calculation off
resets the forward destination
-infinitely
its so humbling,
through the broken glass i see
the endless possibilities
of all that could have been
mad to live
scared to love
I'm so alive.
Oct 10, 2012
Oct 10, 2012 at 2:44 PM UTC
the thickest breaths of smog for me
in endless search for purity
approximate serenity,
a purge from which i cant escape.
my bones do ache
and muscles tear;
the trembling quake
of the heart i bare.
i pray for oxygen
to clear the dust from winded lungs
to cleanse my chest in sacred tongues,
a heart that rings with ancient song.
i pray for us again
to clear the fires from our hearts
to cleanse my motives from the start.
a moment’s calculation off
resets the forward destination
-infinitely
its so humbling,
through the broken glass i see
the endless possibilities
of all that could have been
mad to live
scared to love
I'm so alive.
"we're suffering to live, we're scared to love"
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