The reason I'm still here
To breath,
To see,
To feal,
Why?
For there glory!.... or mine???.
I feel alive with my eyes open,
But my heart wants them closed,
I choose to survive in a world of my doing,
But do not live it.
I yearn for a change but fear it,
So I stay, unmoving but breathing.
With a heart that beats but does not feel.