A Little Breath

Why do I wanna walk out in the nighttime?
Why do I wanna walk out in the night?
Why do my bones feel so tired and broken?
Why do I feel everything escaping me?

I used to go out running in the nighttime.
I used to run right up those moonlight beams.
I used to outrun all my wrong decisions.
I used to run until the hills crumbled down.

I believe in everything, my sweet one.
I believe in everything you’ve said to me.
I believe it’s time to rethink better places.
I believe everything is where it should be.

Is love worth everyone going hungry?
Does that death justify the means?
Do you do believe in anything, baby?
It’s a subtle miracle, a little breath, a little being.

A Little Breath

11 thoughts on “A Little Breath

      1. Jade says:

        You’re welcome. 🙂 🙂

        Looking fwd to more of your poetry!

        and I am even planning a poetry marathon (half one 😉 ) on a Tuesday literary salon style, date not yet determined, & let some more players know of your Game of Poems! 😀

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