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