A Weightlessness Undeniable

Never the less

It was all I had 

Set the pace for my decline

Try and keep up the best I can

This mundane Love

With its swath of destruction

A picture drawn in the sand

The edge of this world

Much less threatening

Then it ever seemed

Don't believe the pretty colors

I promise their not there

Take my word for it

Don't believe in everything

With a handful of courage

And A miracle on my shoulder

I can perhaps revisit the world

I seek, too slip underneath

My consciousness 

Crept beneath my actions

These wounds 

Much easier picked than left alone

Connecting me to moments

No one else owns