Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Recovery

They broke up my ribs
And took my heart away
I was distressed, devastated
I know, I know nothing
Was I breathing, was I alive

I can hear it beat
It’s beating all over again
I hear the song I sing
I hear the singing
Am I breathing, am I alive

I was an absconded orphan
I have a shelter now to sleep
I cried tears that burnt my skin
My lips feel a smile, no more I weep
I am breathing all over again, I am alive

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