Slowly, eyes crack open partially.
Piercing, the light blinds them harshly.
Dormant, in a slumber for so long,
the lack of darkness does not belong.
Curious, they peer around the room.
Unfamiliar sights and scenes- they consume.
They do not recognize any of this,
yet they know, somehow, something's amiss.
For there is a sense of deja vu,
as if this place, they once knew.
But who is this face that peers over me?
And who am I? For myself, I can't see.
I feel at a time, I wished I'd forget.
A reality now, was it worth it?
This face above, pulls at my heart,
but to it, a name I cannot impart.
Per my wish, I forget the facts,
but pain still cuts through like an axe.
Only, worse it is with no memory,
for now I can't recall how to flee
into the things which kept me from hurt,
oh Lord, please rest me down in the dirt.
Nothing remembered, with my mind I wrestle.
Nothing remembered, my body's now a vessel
for a life that I no longer lead.
Out of a hole in my throat, I still feed.
Out of a hole in my throat, I receive air.
Out of a hole in my mind, I live in despair.
Out of a hole in my heart, I still mourn.
Out of a hole in my life, I lay forlorn.
Struggling to unplug what's plugged into me,
the cable in my hand, the whole world will see.
And know that I pulled the plug to my chest,
in order to escape into eternal rest.
Comments:
Whoa, very nice. I liked the choice of wording! :D
Thanks :]
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