its amazing how alive you are
after all of this
After all of the abuse
(after me standing up for myself)
How do you do it?
How can you breathe in the fresh air
Without choking on me?
My recollections bare no vanity.
There's no time to waste darling.
How do you do it?
So smooth.
So quick.
Do you think about me?
When you take that Sunday drive?
When you smell the sewage down the road?
its amazing how alive you are.
Those first last words.
How they wrap around my spine.
Binded.
I can't bend down to pick myself up again.
Strength is a word.
Just as any other word.
So is love.
Author notes
I wrote this for mere expression. Not for comments, not for criticism.
But i'll take what I can get.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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This was outstanding I love your work.
Keep it up!
Amber -
I get the feeling that there is much more behind this write...I really like this piece , you allow the readers just a glimpse of where this piece possibly came from without giving it all away..
I adore the mystery..
Peace
~A~
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