Titles are Overrated

Part 91

Time goes

as the gray clouds do

after rain.

The sun is shining

on my face now,

and my skin shivers

with the sensation

of being alive.

Trekking through 

a beautiful trail,

blasting music

as we drive

through the streets -

nothing can compare.

In the sea of survival,

I break through

the water,

onto the land,

cold and dripping, 

my bones frozen.

There is nothing

like being alive,

and taking each moment,

making it into

something special.

I can breathe again. 

flying through an all-time low