The Space Between Living and Existing

The Space Between Living and Existing

To live, is to find meaning beyond existence

freedom, is to overcome these waves of resistance.

 

I seek space,

a vacuum to build my own identity,

but each day I have to face the reality

that misery loves company

and mine receives too much dividends,

profit in pain, depression and

a life in constant recession.

 

I need space

to dance with the devil

death whispers in half deaf ears

counting down the years

to when the music stops

and there are no heart beats

no songs nor poems

or words to build memories

crossing boundaries to

new territories.

 

Space,

the final frontier,

a cocoon of solace

separation of mind, body and soul

peace in death’s shadow….

heaven or hell

all will be well.

 

 

 

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