Something for Nothing

July 9, 2008
By Jennifer Alonzo, Fresno, CA

While floating in black darkness,
I see the white light.
Only when my guard is down,
I put up my best fight.

I can fly for miles
Without using my wings.
Only when my mouth is shut
I seem to softly sing.

When I close my eyes,
I can see a brighter side.
Only when death whispers in my ear,
I truly feel alive.

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