I died in the womb of despair, the umbilical
cord of desperation suffocated me.
I was floating motionless in afterimages
Of what took me to this place.
My thoughts were stillborn in the aftermath
Of what I had tried what I failed to do.
As I came in to the world of clear minded reflection
I breathed where there was none.
I was neither here or their but now I breath, from
Still motion I inhale life once again.
Nov 1, 2015
Nov 1, 2015 at 3:37 PM UTC
I died in the womb of despair, the umbilical
cord of desperation suffocated me.
I was floating motionless in afterimages
Of what took me to this place.
My thoughts were stillborn in the aftermath
Of what I had tried what I failed to do.
As I came in to the world of clear minded reflection
I breathed where there was none.
I was neither here or their but now I breath, from
Still motion I inhale life once again.
