Nov 2015
Why is it* that I hold my breath,
and my heart stops beating?
My skin runs cold, and I wonder,
how much patience do I have left?
Why is it that when I think I've made it,
that I can finally exhale,
I find myself frozen in time?
and my heart stops beating?
My skin runs cold, and I wonder,
how much patience do I have left?
Why is it that when I think I've made it,
that I can finally exhale,
I find myself frozen in time?
Food for thought. I'm just rambling at this point.
