Wake-up CallI am nothing more than this motionless silhouette and
Motion Sickness is erupting through my skull.
As I observe spontaneous smiles
And optimistic laughter
I can't help but question myself
"Why do I wake up today?"
Hours upon hours I lay in the bathtub
And then my answer appears out of darkness like it's always been standing there,
Waiting for me to grasp it and never let go, just like you.
Your quivering lip makes me weep.
Your tear drop of sorrow is grasping your nose with fingertips
And all I can do is frantically try to obtain oxygen in my lungs, whimpering.
Sentiment is our obstacle,
And being the hopeless pessimistic being I am,
I feel nothing, but hope with you.
HowFighting, yelling, misconstrued.
Passion words only chewed.
Sometimes the wind is nothing, but blue.
Constant fading won't let us choose.
Your voice box is nothing but a leaky faucet now.
The word you wrote on the sidewalk said, "How?"
Yet love is our destination
My mind is depleting, yet still under laceration.
And all that can be asked is How?
Where's the snooze button?Time elicits contradiction
While you sit more blank and misconstrued
Than a 900 paged book with no literature
Nothing but invisibility and forgetfulness.
All you hear is
We think we're invincible and protected,
but everything we don't know is penetrating our lungs
making our kidneys fail
putting tumors in our brains
and filling our non-emotional organ, known as the heart, full of deceit and perplexity.
We waste time,
We waste oxygen,
We waste opportunities,
We waste education,
We've all been decaying since day one
Yet…the clock is still there
Then there's a
……Time to wake up