rigid by training
loyal to myself
a soldier of life
i am
st um  b l  i n  g
through the desert
to cr a s  h into you
you hold my life

and i can
hardly stand
the col l  ap s e
into you
i am
reel i  ng
and car e een in  g

into the sandstorm
weak and tired
lost and scared
a bit off guard
partly unsure
slightly confused

definitely
scarred
surely
burned
obviously
beaten

bl e ed  i n  g
but desperatly
re li e v  ed