Wednesday, February 2, 2011

A BREATH OF LIFE By Jasen Sousa

A BREATH OF LIFE

Death howls through night.
When you think your time might be near,
inhale a breath of my life.

Life circulates through my lungs,
immortality flows and rejuvenates all
it is blown upon. No one quite knows
where a person goes once they are dead and gone.

The air I breathe, the blood I bleed.
The selfishness of my soul, the greatness of my greed,
to breathe life into all that decays before I pass.

Place your lips on mine and inhale, feel life.

Don’t cry if you wish to die, it doesn’t have to be like this.
There is a place for you in this world, finding it takes time.
Imagine, waking up every morning and knowing why you exist,
peace in your mind.

I will not allow myself to die and have that be the end.

For my entire life I have persistently and passionately pled,
prolonging existence with my pen.
Words that will never be said,

Jasen Sousa is dead.




Taken From
Almost Forever By Jasen Sousa (Written between age 22 and 23)
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