Sometimes heart rules..sometimes the brain..rationale or emotions..a speedy coma or timely full stop.. what if we could have both, a flight in the horizons of freedom and timely direction to those wings..
Is it me, or is this you? Something breathes heavily under my skin. Tonight, I will sit by my window, my stranger my heart's kin. Take me along, I'll ride with you, or should I surrender, without any battle and let it win? It was me, no longer 'it' I possess, and a battle ground is prepared within.