take it easy slow
this bus ride take your time no
give it back

he victim of all
these odd pressures
he had growing
up in the city

let me hold my
breath 'til his smoke
blows away

boil words - now quiet
rise to steam your breath - mist eye
so breathe out

did you know that three
days into the sadness I
miss you

let me slip the shadows
fade inside my thinness
so no me

how seem in life I
walk through cry - yet not alone
we glance eye

these words epistle
me to you - you see the fog
and they fade