asleep and still breathing.
sleeping and dreaming
or awake, and breathing
so why do you believe
if i'm awake in one world..
i'm asleep in another?
i must be different somehow,
from you or any other.
i can listen to you speak
as i take to the skies
feel pain and wanna scream
asi look into your eyes
suffer famine, war and die
yes nod my head and smile bright.
beaten whipped, to a chair i am tied
while i laugh and complain, the sun is too bright.
the saying " all days start with darkness" ain't a lie.
i swear it's the truth. can somone dim the lights?
This poem is about:
Me