Words

I want to dust off my words, string them together in perfect concrescence. Let them bring light to the voice of my thoughts and create a bridge to understanding. I want to shake loose these cobweb covered emotions, make them open their sleepy eyes and glow with their significance.

I want these lungs to grasp each tendril of air that passes in and out with every second in time, reminding them that life is here, in this moment, it is within grasp. That it will always be okay with me here — I will give life meaning and I will give it purpose.