A few short breaths.

This morning I woke up
And the air was still -
Electricity died down in my life for a
Few
Short
Breaths.
Today I woke up tired and fearful.
I woke up and began to break my own heart
- Before you got the chance.

Lips do what hands do
But hearts do the antithesis of what brains do.
I pray with my lips
-with you and inside you
And I feel for you with my mind
-without you and outside you.

This is the part where I break in two.
Dive headfirst into the shallow end
and feel my skull split.
This is where I realize that I boarded the train
- Simultaneously with the realization
that its moving to fast to get off.
And its taking me further
And further
And further away
From my body.

Still, Rather than taking in the scenery and the majesty - of you
I cover my eyes and impatiently wait for the sound of the crash.

The truth is this...
You may break me.
And there is nothing I can do
To protect myself from this.
You also may not.
And I'll have suffered for nothing.
The truth is,
I must go on standing
To keep my spine intact.
I must go on moving
So's not to forget who I am
Truth is,
The train is me
And if you hop off
It will keep going forever.

Eyes open, dear
You are love
I am you
And we are free most
Just after we've been caged.