living

living under the skin, under the clouds of heaven

beneath the weight and anxiety of another...unable to come out

creeping along my highway of a life, capable to live but not live fully

to my lifes extent i walk and talk, but i am missing something important

a soul... a real life is what it is but unknown of how to get it, i just pass it by

crazy to have thought i could live this life forever...

maybe, oh maybe it is time to let go

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nice poem

nice poem