alive

still, seemingly untouched and unmoving,
a surface of unblemished glass ready to envelop,
freezing the air in my lungs, my body goes rigid

i run, as fast as i can, i'm sprinting to get away
from the depths of morning, the ache of life
the ground shakes beneath my thundering feet

i leap into the air, as if to take flight
i poise myself anticipating the rush of water
filled with excitement and fear i break the surface

i am alive