Walking on the
rough concrete,
I had the
sudden realization
of what I was.
I was never
fully formed.
No hand found
mine to hold,
nor could
my own
ever rest still
at my sides.
I was created only
to free fall
through
the breath of tomorrow,
from day
to sunny day-
a mirage of freedom
to my acquaintances.
Feb 26, 2016
Feb 26, 2016 at 11:03 PM UTC
Walking on the
rough concrete,
I had the
sudden realization
of what I was.
I was never
fully formed.
No hand found
mine to hold,
nor could
my own
ever rest still
at my sides.
I was created only
to free fall
through
the breath of tomorrow,
from day
to sunny day-
a mirage of freedom
to my acquaintances.
