You know that sudden feeling you get

When you're standing somewhere waiting

For someone, something?

That feeling that for a split second

you realize you exist,

living,

breathing,

existent,

you!

You feel the air rushing through in your lungs.

You see the sky with the sun's brightness

And the clouds dancing.

You feel like for once

You're tall,

Mighty,

And all powerful…

Indestructible,

And immortal even.

Then a car drives by,

The wind floats along,

And you're left relishing

In that last second of your life.

It's odd,

But if you really think about it

You were brought back to life

When you were at your deadest moment,

When you were just sitting,

Waiting,

Watching,

Dying.

And maybe that happens

because they choose

to save us

before we truly die.

Because they want us to continue.