03 May 2010

one hundred-seven.

out of there.

i'm almost completely out
of
breath

and i can feel my lungs falling
sluggard
collapsing

because my eyes have been shut
down
solid

and stuck as if someone sealed them with
super
glue

and i can't even think straight my mind is
spiraling
uncontrollably

and i don't even think i can walk because my feet are
weak and
unsteady

but somehow some way one thing One person is remaining
unchanged and
faithful

and i need to stand on His promises because right now
i'm standing under a bridge and i am waiting for it to fall

just like my lungs did.