Wednesday, April 8, 2009

your soul has lost its feet

When you can’t exhale enough
When your eyes are blinded by tear
When your hands tremble to the hearts beat

What then?

When your cell can’t find the right number
When all your rights become wrong
When you can’t see the next day

What then?

When your heart is just a beat
When your soul has lost its feet
When the bottle is your best friend

What then?

When the words lose meaning
When living is the fear
When really all I want…

Is to disappear…

What then?

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