How long have you been writing?
“As long as I know”
How long have you felt?
“For way too long”
How far will this take you?
“Way too far”
How far are you willing to go?
“…define; willing”
So why do you stay, fighting ? Why do you keep writing and feeling?
“Because for as long as I wish to breathe, I am conditioned to feel
And for as long as I feel, I am compelled to release
And so what you see are your questions
Collected together and posed in spoken word
Why do I stay?
Because to leave is to give in
And I am planning on giving out before I ever give in.
I wish to breathe.
I wish to be
And if that means repeating myself
like broken records, broken records, broken records
Then I am a broken record
Please, take me off your coffee table
Make me stand on the most beautiful record player
So that at least I am still heard
And they will wonder why I am broken
They will wonder why I stay in this cycle
breathing, feeling, writing. breathing, feeling, writing.
Because to feel alive you must stay active.
Actions are for the living
I will rest when I sleep in death.
For now I will travel way too far for way too long
Breathing, feeling, writing.
Breathing, feeling, writing.
Breathing.
Feeling.
Writing.”
Fair enough.
Another Fly On The Wall 