Breathe...
Just breathe.
Let it wash over your skin
And breath...
The feeling of helplessness,
Of grief, of sorrow,
Gives a certain sense of peace
Cant express the feeling riding on this,
This brush with death warms me
Consuming the pain of joy
Just breathe...
And stand
Stand and bear this burden
And breathe...
The enormous task of living
Greater than one
But less than the sum of two
The calculations wont add
The chemicals wont mix
The pieces just wont fit
The puzzle of existence falls to the floor
As the boot of reality crushes it underfoot
All the while hope gently floats on the breeze
And I breathe...
Nov 27, 2016
Nov 27, 2016 at 5:34 PM UTC
Breathe...
Just breathe.
Let it wash over your skin
And breath...
The feeling of helplessness,
Of grief, of sorrow,
Gives a certain sense of peace
Cant express the feeling riding on this,
This brush with death warms me
Consuming the pain of joy
Just breathe...
And stand
Stand and bear this burden
And breathe...
The enormous task of living
Greater than one
But less than the sum of two
The calculations wont add
The chemicals wont mix
The pieces just wont fit
The puzzle of existence falls to the floor
As the boot of reality crushes it underfoot
All the while hope gently floats on the breeze
And I breathe...
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