i dont want to push, i dont want to run,

i just want to breath and to give,

want to be free of these heavy old chains,

want to love hard and to live.

i hate all the steam filling my lungs

and clouding my every day,

fogging up sunlight and stiffening joints,

standing right in my own way.

want to hold on and be held oh so tight,

that breathe ceases, to even exist

and realizing i am so able to dance,

and live free in loves shining mist.