How do I breathe
The way I used to
How could I
Be the same again
Onslaught thoughts
Unveil me
Leaving a trail of pain
How do I breathe
The way I used to
And let a smile
Dress my face
Tears is all
Trailing the creases
Along the edges
Of memories
How do I breathe
The way I used to
When all I thought
Is not
Words ring melodies
Of truth
But leaves behind
A bittersweet taste on my lips
How do I breathe
The way I used to
Without dying in the process
Reincarnation appeals
No more pain, no more sorrow
But that twinkle in your eye
How do I breathe
The way I used to
When I am waiting for
A blow, a blow that would put me
Into million pieces
Even though it is
The way it is
© 2009 by Amanda Sanz



From the ashes will always rise a phoenix. Be the phoenix and blaze a fire of love and life through the sky. Fly and let your fire burn bright. The fire of life is you.
I missed you my friend, what beautiful words.