You don't miss air....
Till the day you aren't able to breath
When your eyes are forever closed
Vision then becomes priceless
I just...think, to myself
Alone in this room
With the lights off and the door closed
Fully clothed...
But my heart is in the nude
Its no longer dressed by the palms of your hands
Instead it lays here bare and cold
Yearning for something to cover and stop it from shivering
Because that's not a heartbeat
Its the shakes of bitterness
Isn't this....
What you wanted
For me to compare pain with guilt and determine which scar cuts the deepest
They both hurt
We take touch for granted till our hands are removed
Walking is second nature till our legs no longer work
The wrong doings I once couldn't see now repeat in my memories
Forever....forever ever...forever ever
God I can't breath without air to inhale
I can't live without blood in my veins
I pray I beg for forgiveness, I yearn for her
I agree to give you my mind and body...my control
If you promise to give back to me
If you're willing to return my soul
Please.....
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I’ am not a poet. This is not a book. Instead these are collections of what I think. These are broken pieces of shattered memories. This is a journey. You can travel by plane, car, train, or any vehicle that your mind will allow you to use. The journey begins where you start and it ends where you stop it. This is a path with no definite destination. Its directions could change at any moment. Its navigational system is simply the use of imagination, which means you can travel anywhere and arrive there at anytime. You are now a passenger on the THE FREEWAY OF THOUGHT
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