I Am Alive, Not Dead

Drifting off into vapor, Plasmatic memoirs of the past. A time traveler, though still sitting here I am alive, not dead. I lift my hands up to my face, Check if I’m still breathing. I feel warm breathe drift out of me, I am alive, not dead. Check the clock, It ticks away, The time I have left in the world, I am alive, not dead. I’m running back in time to pain, The misery I had without you, Hate, crime, and suicide, I hate running back in time. Here to a day I died inside, Feel it all again, Anxious for reality, But stuck in a blockade of the past. Kill me now, Don’t wish to be, Stuck in this dreadful past. I think I am not alive… Gasping for air, Searching for reality, Escaping myself, Run back to the present. I lift my hands up to my face, Check if I’m still breathing. I feel warm breathe drift out of me, I am alive, not dead. Yes, I am alive, not dead.