Sunday, August 7, 2011

Do Not Resuscitate

A broken arrow wounding
The breathing, the beating.

Wind entering, exits.
And there is no concept of logic anymore.

All the love offered goes unrecognized,
Lost and sinking in a lonely soul.

Seeking, paddling, breaking.

Nothing ever feels enough.

No happiness to rely on trust.

And if I could start over,
I would.

Don't forgive my bare decisions
I don't deserve to live.

If all I can do...is hurt you.

1 comment:

Angel said...

You deserved to live because you are beautiful ! Thanks for signing in my humble blog , i am honored having you there! God bless!

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