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Live a little more
I don’t feel alive
Sitting on the couch
No one calling
Nothing on tv
Focus on my breathing
Decide who’s deceiving
Disguise who I’m being
Dream who I could be again
Describe how I’m feeling
Prescribed to feel again
Only to stare at the ceiling
Blank face in my mirror begs
If I’m already dead
I should start living
Stop caring while
I can be me again
Until then
I crawl out my grave
And try
A little harder than before
I’ll live
Live a little more
Might Fall on my knees
Beg god please
But I’ll Breathe in the new
I don’t want to feel
possessed by this feeling
Wanna do what’s next
while I’m stealing air breathing
I don’t know where
I’m going to stay
when all this goes away
No memories or thoughts
So I’m going to start living a little more
Sitting on the couch
No one calling
Nothing on tv
Focus on my breathing
Decide who’s deceiving
Disguise who I’m being
Dream who I could be again
Describe how I’m feeling
Prescribed to feel again
Only to stare at the ceiling
Blank face in my mirror begs
If I’m already dead
I should start living
Stop caring while
I can be me again
Until then
I crawl out my grave
And try
A little harder than before
I’ll live
Live a little more
Might Fall on my knees
Beg god please
But I’ll Breathe in the new
I don’t want to feel
possessed by this feeling
Wanna do what’s next
while I’m stealing air breathing
I don’t know where
I’m going to stay
when all this goes away
No memories or thoughts
So I’m going to start living a little more
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