Tuesday, January 08, 2013

One last time

It wasn't clear how his days would be
now he had climbed out from the inside
and left behind what was built from the ashes
of time that was never his.
He had grown stronger
than what had scared him then,
stuck between two versions of himself,
and with his hands gripped tight to each other
he closed his eyes,
counted five short breaths
and for one last time
thought back to when
even outside was too much.

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