Charlie
Fly the plane
A Life To Call Your Own

A Life To Call Your Own

A Poem by alwaysmovefast

To the best of our ability
We become part of something.
Accepting the sudden possibilities of a broken world.
Saving a soul is the epitome
of love, war, & fear.

I lay these thoughts out in the night
& I hope for them to be claimed by dawn.
Follow the instructions to this life
& you will find yourself on your own yellow brick road.

No one can comprehend this method of survival;
There is too much complexity
Too much personality.
Everything is different; No one is the same.
Commit the time spent contemplating the possible transitions in this life
on making these differences alive.
No one can save you
You must save yourself.
Its become imperative to breathe
Holding your last breath is a sin
but suffocating until your eyes subconsciously close & your heart cease to beat
Well that...
that's a blessing to the sudden quitters & absolute forgetters.

© 2010 alwaysmovefast


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Added on February 14, 2010
Last Updated on February 14, 2010