final step

apathy is the answer.
it freezes the water, even as it is falling from the sky.
the only answer.it may numb the heart, but, for now, that is fine.
cutting the losses.
living this life.
burning the bridge as i cross it.
stitching togetheronce-severed ties.
the final step,
the only way to keep from drowning,
flash-frozen rain drops are daunting,
but as long as i keep away from my heart
they won't fall, they'll stay the same,
suspended in the air unless this heart gives.
and this step, this final step, will usher in a new era, a new time...
a time of growth, a time of redemption;
and time will have to heal these wounds, self-afflicted.
that is the only way.
now, i choose this.
i choose life.

"Every little thing is gonna be alright."