Awaken (original poem)
I sit up in bed and I am wide awake
These sensations are so new, are they real or fake?
If I was to die now, would my life have been a waste?
Did I take a bite out of the apple and enjoy the taste?
With memories abound and experiences untold,
I wrap myself in my blankets, though I'm not that cold.
I strain my ears for a familiar sound
To these feelings, am I forever bound?
In the darkness of the room, the secrets are kept.
Would they have be stolen if I went on and slept?
Should I hold them or should I not care?
Do I let the go, or wait until I can share?
So many questions I have never faced.
So many paths I have yet to trace.
All I can do is reach out my hand and dare.
Will another be waiting or will I just grab air?
I lay back down and close my eyes.
I dream of meadows and dark blue skies.
In dreams questions are stifled and given no mind.
If the world of dreams could make everything so kind.
MTC
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