piensa que cuando llega la perfección, el imperfecto desaparece...

i no longer wish (that)
i did
not long 4 u
want 2 hold u
B near u
build &
kneel B4 an alter
4U
n prayerful thanks...
2day
my heart crumbles
under the weight
of my own
devices
drowning n the
musty sweat
of my suicidal hands..
&
i am fragile,
OLD
the frailty
of my humanness
and
inadequacies
has left me
stripped
of
every inhibition...
i have ever known...
i have never known
how
yet
wanted 2 love..
frantic and selfish
i clutch and grab
at it's fluttering wings,
like a tortured soul
flung from the tip
of mount Everest,
desperately
grasping
for the
indecisive safety
of the line
between
life and death.
and like u
i walk a tight rope,
tight lipped
weighing
&
crushing
B4 i ever had a chance to fly .....
i dream in extinct
colors
shaded fades
of black, greys and blues
with hints of you
flashing before
me...
i loosen grip
to fall
2bcontinued
kdtaylor, 2009
section 8 coffee
all rights reserved..
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g.o.d. please be kind to kam..
and his family
....................................
and yes eb...
thanks for the peaceful comfort....
it does endure all things..
................................
super woman if you fly by
i got you....