{"sf1_id":989606,"sf2_id":"P1EZ0XOe","title":"Liv-i'd...","author":"Jiblits","words":387,"posted_at":"2016-04-24T04:52:00.000Z","tags":["Poem","Second Chances","Short Story","slice of life"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/989606-liv-i-d","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/P1EZ0XOe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/21/4d/214db2eb-77c4-46b3-a6cf-7232138151a3","description":"Let me know what ya think on the writing. I'd like to do more short stories, or plot styled writing. Poeticly if possible","content":"Liv-i'd...\n\n---(Hidden so long, from so many\n\nTime can seem expendable, foolish thoughts, found relaxingly aplenty\n\nDelusion can bring back so much hesitation\n\nStopped in place, we face the always known possibilities of frustration)---\n\nFor my sake, in my daydream, this moment, I dare not wake...\n\nThe shadows hang over me, moving only enough to show intention\n\nMy breath deathly quiet, gives movement no mention\n\nCold hands hold demands for my life\n\nEach one wanting to pierce pleading reasons like a knife\n\nFor this, I dare not wake among company as hellish as they\n\nFor now, I'd rather a stranger, blind to them, carry me away\n\nNo sight, no fear to show\n\nFaces frowning as my silence continues to grow\n\nAs the scene takes hold of those present to a lifeless body that couldn't endure\n\nI wait, for chance, for fate, to look away for just a moment unsure\n\nFor the farthest hope one couldn't ever see\n\nThe shadows wither once more, satisfied with a body that's lied, again...I'm free...\n\nSlowly, I look about, to faces stuck with awe at my movement so slow\n\nAs they stare, I take care to patiently get up, \u0026 go\n\nI cannot stay, not while my heart still skips\n\nOff balance, struggling with my stance, painful steps lead legs as they try to avoid accidental trips\n\nThe alleyway my friend, to the unseen, I carry my being to its calling\n\nOnce in solitude, I can give in to this overwhelming sensation of falling\n\nI need no help, no course in what to do next in my physical state\n\nDeath a given, I stride to hide another day from so-called undeniable fate\n\nWether a burning hole, or a shiny gate\n\nEither one will have to forgive me for again, being late\n\nTomorrow\u0026nbsp;my goal, while I still have control\n\nMy body, for my stubborn ways, will have to pay the toll\n\nBloody, broken, bare beyond emotion\n\nMy mind is still kind in its reasoning for such sideways devotion\n\nTo simply live...\n\nThat enough, for someone who has nothing more to give...\n\n\"For the moment, let me rest this shell of a man...\n\nForgive me if I wander again, if you can...\"\n\n---Thanks for reading---\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;---Always---\n\n  \n  \n\n"}