Oct 2015
How can it be that when I feel my throat swelling up and closing in; there are seven digits that will save me.
How can it be that when I cannot keep the life I was given, contained inside of me; there are seven digits that will take care of me.
How is it that when the entire world around me grows cold; There are seven digits that burn warmer than any fire.
It is true that when I can barely speak; There is a voice at the other end, belonging to those seven digits, rescuing me from this decades curse of technology.
Seven digits given to you only to be programmed in the palm of a hand.
Seven digits vibrating in my pocket, freeing me from the silence.
Seven digits acting as a second home, growing so important that without them, we are homeless.
We are paired up with seven digits, born with an entire world running through our fingertips yet, all it takes is the misplacement of one digit. One wrong sequence, one missed call and we have lost ourselves completely.
S. Mia
October 14, 2015
How can it be that when I cannot keep the life I was given, contained inside of me; there are seven digits that will take care of me.
How is it that when the entire world around me grows cold; There are seven digits that burn warmer than any fire.
It is true that when I can barely speak; There is a voice at the other end, belonging to those seven digits, rescuing me from this decades curse of technology.
Seven digits given to you only to be programmed in the palm of a hand.
Seven digits vibrating in my pocket, freeing me from the silence.
Seven digits acting as a second home, growing so important that without them, we are homeless.
We are paired up with seven digits, born with an entire world running through our fingertips yet, all it takes is the misplacement of one digit. One wrong sequence, one missed call and we have lost ourselves completely.
S. Mia
October 14, 2015
