Sunday, March 6, 2011

Breathe


The dizzying depths of darkness,
lost in your thoughts.
Drowning, suffocating coldness.
It drives you mad.

Sudden gestures as it devours.
An urge for flight.
Such cruel embrace, you endure.
It’s tempting bite.

Free falling, shutting all senses.
Too much to bear!
Freedom, escape for the restless.
Finally… air!


'When the going gets tough, the tough gets going.'
(c) Phoenix Montoya @ March 6, 2011 

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