The rubber band of time is tautened.
Nothing moves.
The mind is still.
As the blanket of awareness slowly unfolds,
patterns reveal themselves.
Limits have been tested, and boundaries crossed.
Life has been lived with the eyes blindfolded.
While ice-skating on the edge of insanity,
it can feel hard to breath.
The question arises:
“Will I die today?”
Silence.
The rubber band now slackened,
the clock starts to tick again.
The wind is felt and, with it, songs of resilience and self-love sound.
Catching the gale just right, you take off.
Truth sets in as your wings flap.
You are so strong.
Remember the feeling.
Don’t be afraid of it; bask in it.
Be free.
You get to live.
Oct 11, 2017
Oct 11, 2017 at 5:22 PM UTC
The rubber band of time is tautened.
Nothing moves.
The mind is still.
As the blanket of awareness slowly unfolds,
patterns reveal themselves.
Limits have been tested, and boundaries crossed.
Life has been lived with the eyes blindfolded.
While ice-skating on the edge of insanity,
it can feel hard to breath.
The question arises:
“Will I die today?”
Silence.
The rubber band now slackened,
the clock starts to tick again.
The wind is felt and, with it, songs of resilience and self-love sound.
Catching the gale just right, you take off.
Truth sets in as your wings flap.
You are so strong.
Remember the feeling.
Don’t be afraid of it; bask in it.
Be free.
You get to live.