Wavin' through

In the middle of the night,

You come back shaken

From that nightmare

Or dream.

You wake up in despair

Still, handcuffed

To reality.

Thinking “Am I really here?

Or still drowning

In my deep, blue sea

Of sleep?”

This world we fear,

Hide away from

As to swim away from

All its bitter waves

Of endless tears.

It’s that feeling of

Deceiving our

One and only soul.

To secretly acknowledge

The truth of things.

But nonetheless,

We hide away our pain,

Pretending all we’ve

Seen, all

We’ve felt, and

All we’ve been,

Is just a numb sensation.

And that, this

One More Day,

We still should feel

Cherished: to live

And breathe.

Scares us more than

Death, more

Than just another

Daily inconvenience

On our calendar.

To stick it out for

One, (just

ONE) More day...

As our one last

Chance, and

Last breath of try

& hope,

In this endless sharey.