Pull The Plug – Day 124, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Ventilating.
Yet,
My breath escapes.
Each,
Moment feels as if I’m closer to death.
But,
Sorrowful I am not.
There are times,
Where we must die,
To move on,
Into the next life.
A life full of vitality found in an angel resting on your right shoulder.
Guiding you across boulders,
Pulverized by the writing you uphold on a,
Chest full of treasures a hurting soul can take from and heal.
Healing wounds left dripping as ink for a poem sinking,
Into each mind taking a second to think!
Twice about where they’re headed towards.
Only one choice to make,
And,
That is to move forward.
Away from the lies…
Just,
Pull the plug.
Take your last breath and feel what it is to feel alive…