breath
and breathe in what i have become
beneath a misery of make believe
as I hold all my torn breath to pieces
in
believing
edges of right and wrong delineated
by straight lines
are where I have tiptoed
and never fell over
with scared looking back eyes
I see I need more distance
and breath
from the lines.
Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 3:44 AM UTC
breath
and breathe in what i have become
beneath a misery of make believe
as I hold all my torn breath to pieces
in
believing
edges of right and wrong delineated
by straight lines
are where I have tiptoed
and never fell over
with scared looking back eyes
I see I need more distance
and breath
from the lines.