I keep on dying again.
I am not sure if I'm changing or if I am fading away.
I need to find my soul a home.
I keep on dancing in my dreams,
Dancing until I am almost at the edge of a cliff.
The wind blew against my face,
My hair free flowing, as you touch my skin.
My hands reaching at the stars out of reach.
A foot of mine, suspended on air
Ready to fall, ready to fail.
At the cost of your love, was I not brave?
I say, I don't want to dream any longer.
I will runaway from sleep.
I say, I am willing to take a leap.
I want to live a real life.
In time, I don't have to remind myself, I have to breathe.
And so I keep on dying because I love to live.
I had it great and perfect for a while.
And I want it to remain to last for a lifetime.
If by chance I find you again, it will be beautiful.
I need to see those eyes one more time,
Because in those eyes I caught a glimpse of my future.
I noticed just when the light was right,
It reminded me twice that I was alive.
It reminded me it was so worth the fight.
Monday, May 24
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