As I wake up from this bed I lay on,
I can sense something is wrong.
I am not where I should be.
What is this place?
Why is it so dark and so wet?
As my eyes open, I scream, I panic.
I realize what is going on,
it is not a pretty sight.
I look up, hoping for an answer,
as to why i'm here.
I'm begging you please,
don't let me be this way.
And then I realize it was all a dream.
But, my bed is still red, still wet.
I'm running scared,
I need a check on my vitals.
Am I still the person I was?
Why do I act this way?
Why do I see these things?
I need to know just why.
It's like i'm in prison.
I'm everywhere I never wanted to be.
It's everything I never wanted to do.
End this and take me with you.
Show me that I am above this.
I have hurt too many people.
I need a reason why I shouldn't give in.
For this may be the answer i'm looking for.
Comments
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Brilliant!
Bloody Brilliant!
This definantly could be used by anyone that knows me, to describe me!
I love it!
I think that the whole piece is amazing, but I really like,
"Am I still the person I was?
Why do I act this way?
Why do I see these things?
I need to know just why."
I think that everyday...
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Deep
This is really dark, but its deep. I really enjoyed reading it, especially a specific line:
"Am I still the person I was?"
Everyone changes, and it happens before you can say anything about it. By the time you get around to looking in the mirror, its like you are looking at a stranger. I know how it feels. Sometimes its like you dont know who you are, or ever were, or will be. Its a scary thought.
Beautiful job <3
~(Chanted)~
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