Speak with a Sensation

Your existence is eternal why must you fight it? If it weren’t for such a blessing you wouldn’t even believe it.

Can you feel yourself living it’s so much like a heartbeat the thought seems simple almost cemented in concrete.

Yet it slips like a bitch right through your fingers always believing that its example lingers.

If it weren’t for the chaos I would find something wrong. If all were in order it would last way to long.

Shuffle your life like a deck of cards, walk lightly and take care in your dialogs.