Like a Rock

Like a Rock

I sit here stoned
as a rock
living from one day
till the next

I sit here alive
as the world spines
being everything
I can be

I sit here saddened
by the worlds
optimism of difference
laying face up
I die alittle more

I sit here alive
breathing in the fresh
air as it covers over
my still body

Shall I remain seated
or shall i stand
shall i await the rising
of the tides.

~ by ideclipse on July 4, 2009.