killerspike

sun shining no signs of the passing storm.
clear skys clouded mind
so much beauty in the dismal shaded heart
morning always comes forcing happiness
i love to be happy but time stills in the past
move on toward the living and live again
yet the chains bind and cut me to the bone
"breathe damn it, breathe the life, the love"
the time has come to cut the ties that bind
to look for new and exciting experiences
those that make the heart sing
the connection between me and myself
the connection between me and you
the connection we all have for one another
this be eternal and cannot be cut
so i breathe