Bungee jumping the Universe....

Fighting, with myself
Each minute to live
To survive and be alive
My feelings hurt,
That my dreams  dried
All my life my own mind
Fighting with me
Punishing me,
For no fault of mine
I might consider
Running away from life
But each minute, every second,
my time tries to tell me
It is not yet, now,
I can live this minute
One more golden second
I am blessed to live
One more golden moment
I can decorate the canvas of
my life waiting for colors
Bringing out a magnolia
Garden full of golden flowers
Filling the atmosphere with
Perfume, one can only
Imagine to breath
As if the seconds are the
Moments caught in the
Time's net, producing
Gigantic flares that
Blaze the trails until the end
of the edge of the Universe
With snow covered hinges
That need no oil to function
And yet the distance covered
is never reduced, it is as if you
Are stuck in the time and the world
Moves around you,
 And all of a sudden
you are the
Center
Of
The
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