A breath without lungs
Languishing in the bitter cold
Frozen fragments of distance and decay
Directing the heart to fold

A vision without eyes
Sea of darkened drowning souls
Sandy residues on bleeding knives
Stabbing your hard sought goals

A dream without the sleep
Stapled to your eyelids
Enveloped fears of falling
Feasting on your id

Tomorrow has no promise
Future has no name
The present is my present
The grip that keeps me sane

Live on without the fears
Defy the grim prognosis
The present is your present
In the moment we shall sustain

Nice!

Thank you.

Nicely done!

This is beautiful Glen

Thank you MzEm and Vicki