I walk
I run
I fly
Trying to remember the times
when I didn't want to die.

I want to remember you
in all of your glory
and all of your pain.

You were stronger back then.
You embraced the future
like a window.
An endless supply of mountains
which have been mutilated
into a door
stopping nothing from leaving...
but from others
coming inside.

I hold the thoughts of you above me.
Looking down on me in disgust.
Whispering like the devil
in my ears.
Telling me I'm going to
fail,
all is lost,
you will get no refund.
Return the damaged goods
on the sale rack.
The expiration date is no longer valid.

Its the distance of memory
I hold.
Like a string....connected to a kite