An Axe
Posted on 17. May, 2006 by Barry Hurd in Daily thoughts, Humor, Inquisitive
I tried once to change who I am
It was nearly impossible
Finding myself sharpening an axe
I realized my head was too attached
That my logic has consumed me
Discovering that my mind could never sustain me
My willpower told me survival wasn’t living
A spirit within me needed to be free
Simple desire told me that I wasn’t even breathing
I placed my head once more to the chopping block
Stretched my neck out, precariously tossing the blade high into the air
And it fell, cutting through a small white flower nestled so close to my neck
In trying to be myself
I lost my innocence
By killing something simlistically more beautiful than I could ever hope to be