Reaching out beyond the dream of what you thought was real, spinning on this ball of life, head now under heel. Ready to die, to live this life so raw, alive on ledge- dancing, hurling, freeing your soul to finally stretch the edge.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Reach for the sky

Some days I just ride the wind.

with no thought
with no will


Some times those days seem to keep coming

endlessly passing
without reasons to feel

One day I will wake up and find myself

in some other place,
someone different

Something better than I used to be

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