Crushing the air with my fingertips
Breathing the air i love
Kissing the lips of my life
Draining the smoke out of my lungs
Licking the wounds
The misty life of someone
Is passing right thorugh my eyes
Facing my avid mortality
the air running in every step i take
My feet are heading to the pavement
Slowly but surely i felt the conections of my brains looking through the glass that i created