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.