I simply want to live again
To feel my life, feel my breaths
Feel the aches and pains
The draws of my breath
Every fiber of my being
Of the space I occupy and
All the space that is around me
In this overbearing world.
This large, unfathomable, hungry world
In which I am but one being
Scrapping, crawling from day to day
To make something of my existence
I want to make something of my existence
I want to crawl, walk and live again
To step forward as if the stride matters
And again play the role as I had learned it.
– Chris George
