I wake up
I look up
I flip to the side
refuse to get out of my blanket
I tug it tightly and put my hands under
tilt my head and fall back asleep
another day like this could go by
I wake up
I look up
wonder what has gone by
breathing in empty air
breathing in what was left
*what is life
that past gone by
we hold such a vivid memories
that gone by*
I wake up
I look up
look to my left and right
room filled with non living things
*what a shame
life is empty
without any heartbeats*
I wake up
I look up
the white blank celling
reminded me of nothing
*The words and the breath
of life, come breathe in me again*
Oct 2, 2013
Oct 2, 2013 at 1:43 PM UTC
I wake up
I look up
I flip to the side
refuse to get out of my blanket
I tug it tightly and put my hands under
tilt my head and fall back asleep
another day like this could go by
I wake up
I look up
wonder what has gone by
breathing in empty air
breathing in what was left
*what is life
that past gone by
we hold such a vivid memories
that gone by*
I wake up
I look up
look to my left and right
room filled with non living things
*what a shame
life is empty
without any heartbeats*
I wake up
I look up
the white blank celling
reminded me of nothing
*The words and the breath
of life, come breathe in me again*
