a thought.

karma's happening
everywhere i turn and i
wonder if i'm next.

soon.

maybe it's the thrill of
the secrets and the shadows.
or the distraction i needed
so i wouldn't drown.

either way,
i'll hold my breath.
it will be over soon.

suffocate me.

extinguish me between your fingers.
put me out.
                         switch me off.

       i don't want this fire
     when all i do is burn.



   charred skin and
      smoke in your eyes -
          a lasting impression.

drown me in a silent sleep.

too late

by the way,
what could i say?
i've never had the answers
to the whys and hows.
   i simply do and
   i simply feel and
why am i always expected
to have a reason?

somewhere in time
   we forgot how
     to choose instinct,
       choose passion
         instead of questions.
flip a coin to decide your fate
  instead of choosing to feel.

i'd like to meet the Man
   who made the rules
     and place the blame
     for our shrinking brains.
but no one will believe me
until pens are antiques
and we live on battery powered feelings.

chose to live now
before you forget how.
it's never going to be easy
but at least it wont be too late.