Gasping for Air


Hot and cold have clashed,
winds blasting through the air.
Hourglass spinning.
Is this really how I'm ending?
Months to years later chasing hopes and dreams
that seem too soon to even think to come true..
Only time will tell
When that bell will ring,
singing through the air,
Burning through my mind it sends
unadulterated winds ending up so breathless..
Months to weeks; weeks ending up so meek,
seeking more but always ending in not winning.
Is this really how I'm ending..
Sending out flares of words without a care in the world..
Its time I send out a wind so violent,
that even the quietest and driest parts of the world,
will hear my words...
Gasping for Air.

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