Awake : Poetry

Ten….. nine….. eight….. seven….. My body sublimes and ascends to heaven Six…… five…… four…… three….. Tapes on my eyes, white is all I see Two…… am I still supposed to hear you? One……. wait!! I’m awake but unable to move. Ticktock….. Ticktock….. Ticktock….. I can… Read More