Sometimes
nothing is wrong,
but I still don't feel right.
Sometimes
the sun shines so beautifully through the Blue Beyond,
striking my window so tantalizingly,
but I can't feel its warmth.
Sometimes
I wake from a healthy slumber,
but find myself still without the strength to face the day
or even move
Sometimes, I forget to feel.
Sometimes, I unconsciously deny myself the right to live.
Sometimes happens too many times.
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 1:50 PM UTC
Sometimes
nothing is wrong,
but I still don't feel right.
Sometimes
the sun shines so beautifully through the Blue Beyond,
striking my window so tantalizingly,
but I can't feel its warmth.
Sometimes
I wake from a healthy slumber,
but find myself still without the strength to face the day
or even move
Sometimes, I forget to feel.
Sometimes, I unconsciously deny myself the right to live.
Sometimes happens too many times.
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