Apr 23, 2005 20:44
So now the option is staring me in the face...
jump.
Fall
or Fly.
Sink
or Swim.
O
r I could just stand still
and not move.
Inhale slowly
and exhale even slower.
That way,
I feel safe.
But maybe I'm tired
of trying to make myself feel safe.
And maybe I'm to blame
...or you are.
I'm not going to know
unless I jump
broken wings and all.
And,
to me at least,
it's so much more
than just some silly metaphor.