Of Spirit and Broken Impossibilities
for you, I bleed
as I feel my heart crush,
of a thousand glass shards
one stabbed into a fickle eye
that got your attention
for a Milli second
for them,
I went without air
holding my breath,
as minute tears
started to zigzag
across my lungs
they never noticed
ever
for us,
I rob peter
to pay Paul his due
I sold my sight
I am now blind
but I never miss a step
for love ?
the kind of magic
that has found me,
and even when I looked
as white wash in a lame tide?
I would do the impossible
as I have,
but here I am
a broken impossibility
|