C P R

Time just fly's by and with not much

to show for it, you sit there and let it

just go by you... counting seconds or minutes

is just pointless until you put a finger down

on the situation & figure out - "WHY"...

People come and go in this life but to

think that those once close to you are now

so forgotten within themselves that they

are able to pass you by in those lost minutes.

Waking up each day, wanting to write the words

of the day, to communicate what you truly wish

to express to yourself and others, but when you

finally sit & write, it’s continuous, the pen

doesn't stop at the end of each page,

it continues making it marks on an endless path

as if not constricted by any borders...



Help me breathe again and help bring life back into

me with the only the slightest touch from your heart,

press up against me; let your lips bear down upon mine

push out from deep within you and press it into

my chest and bring air to my very lungs...

I only need a kick start to get me breathing again,

someone who has learned the lessons & can share with me,

You may just save my life...

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