Maybe I've been
in a coma these
twenty years, not
able to respond
to love or life or
second chances. I
no longer hear the
sky fall or the river
run crimson from
inadmissible depression.
Who will wake me?
Do I hold a breath
that is truly mine?
Maybe I died
the moment I
was born.
Am I comatose
after
loving you?
-
Written while listening to "Wake Up" by Christian rapper NF.
