Eyes hide me under a glassy stare
Lungs breathe recycled air
Ribs and tired meat
Crawl out from under the sheets
Shades of grey
A new coma, everyday
I am asleep, I am weak
Repeat
What's this? You in a coma or what is going on here? Or is this just every day life for you? Man, I'm lost. I didn't know that some poetry could be so confusing! Not that I am downing your work but this is all new to me.
Okay this is a pretty pessimistic way of looking at life, but I guess we all have times when the world has dulled to monochromatic tone and there doesn't seem like much to get out of bed for, except that it's expected of us. Here's to hoping that you find rainbows of color in your life soon to brighten the palate. jan
So negative... I shouldn't say anything tho cuz I can be quite the pessimist as well.. but no world should be like this if it is think of a way to brighten it up. but still there are days where I think I am weak, not able to to press on etheir.
Submission Name: Repeat
