Poem: Real Life
Real Life
Faith lifts and falls under breaths of insecurity
Directions change on the dime of intention
Souls fall from high altitudes
Crashing thru clouds
Splitting teardrops
Landing shattered upon the shoulders of self righteous purity
Once remembered strong
Now the Panther stalks
Waiting between blades of browbeaten grass
Waiting to pounce
Waiting to sink into flesh
Tearing through pride with glistening fangs of weakness
In this moment
Time
Surrender's noose tightens
Death seems assured
Squeezing tighter sinks the vine
Survival
A journey to live or fake
Decisions mine
Decisions yours
Which one for me
Which one shall I choose
Which one shall I take