there is no final decision-
i saw houses and people and infinite lives all happening,
i ran by to get only a glimpse and nothing more.
the stairs and escapes and balconies and living rooms propelled my heart by something it has always, but never known,
and i think that’s what they call inspiration.
yet now i know we’re coming to an end,
still can i say we are in our right place?
there’s no smiling brother by my side
no unconditional acceptance in the drivers’ seat,
so i’m here in the city,
and the beauty
that just is
is still.
yet what was more than enough
now might not be anything
and yet, drowning,
the one breath it has left it uses to fight me.
neither of us know where or why we breathe,
but there it goes.
Oct 5, 2013
Oct 5, 2013 at 8:36 PM UTC
there is no final decision-
i saw houses and people and infinite lives all happening,
i ran by to get only a glimpse and nothing more.
the stairs and escapes and balconies and living rooms propelled my heart by something it has always, but never known,
and i think that’s what they call inspiration.
yet now i know we’re coming to an end,
still can i say we are in our right place?
there’s no smiling brother by my side
no unconditional acceptance in the drivers’ seat,
so i’m here in the city,
and the beauty
that just is
is still.
yet what was more than enough
now might not be anything
and yet, drowning,
the one breath it has left it uses to fight me.
neither of us know where or why we breathe,
but there it goes.