That which we Breathe

Stride through—

Concrete paths, broken highways,

Misspent times, darkened hallways.

Strike through—

Gigantic boulders, those not understood,

Heavy barriers, those not withstood.

Live through—

Sorrows and joys, tied together,

Sickness and health, one after another.

Come through—

As a warrior that strikes to protect,

As a person who must live to connect.

Hold on through—

The pain of growing and changing,

The ecstasy of loving and living.

Win through—

Never letting go, of that which defines you,

Never let go of that dream which lives through you.