Maybe I have fallen numb to the chirping of the birds early mornings,
Maybe I have fallen numb to the chirping of the birds early
mornings, since I do not remember the last time they annoyed me.
Rather they caused such a heavy weight to fall upon my heart,
reminding me that I returned to consciousness, and was stolen
from the illusion that consisted of dreams I wished my life
reflected. Even the rays from the sunlight passing by the
curtains and exploring my room, did not brighten my gaze, instead
a long sigh escaped my mouth. I was alive. I was alive, one would
say with excitement. Or rather, I am alive, correct? However, the
feeling of being alive, I don't remember it, nor have I felt it
in long years.