Running through the dark
tripping over thoughts once had
imagining life without breath
imagining beyond
Sharp corners
turning round
over and over
time and time again
still running
still dark
no exits
no
NO
NO
a light emerging
i have now become the salvage
of someone's escapades
leading me to the light
leading me out
leading me in
leading me
me
ME
ME
Turning the bend
turning the page
turnign around
testing my patience
testing my wits
testing my refelexes
testinng me
testing
tests
test
TEST
TEST
Stronger free, over the hill
over the hill stronger free
free
stronger
stronger strongest
free
free
me
me
see
see
SEE?
I felt as though my head was pressed against your chest listening to your heart pounding as you made your way through seemingly unbeatable obstacles until you conquered and when your heart settled I fell silent. Great write.
Wicked Poem. I love it.
-rachel-