At What Point

At what point do you decide to live?

To kiss away the knife of your mind

As it bleeds into your core

Cleaving your sanity

 

At what point do you breathe?

To inhale your heartbeat

So as to remind you

There’s air in this world

 

At what point do you hope?

To cross one star to another, amongst a sea of black

Knowing that what’s dark

Will only help stir the brightest of lights

 

At what point do you value?

To be indebted to the ground that you were raised

And walk its path

With a rightful stride

 

At what point do you concede?

To let these words pry their way in

Nestling with you

Rousing your conscience

2013 Vincent Cuccolo