What does it feel like to feel powerless?

Fear clutches the contents of days

Empty, hollow, shells of moments

held together by seconds of holding breath

waiting for a sign, is this okay?


What does it feel like to own your own life?

Fear loses it's grip

a damn cracks, spilling the contents of stopped passion

moments of real pain and

the movement of breath

which finally release the power to create.

Free!!!!!!!!!!!!!