Half Alive
Eyes open
heavily
slowly
reluctantly
each time.
All I see
is darkness.
I stumble
backandforth
through the thick clouds
of fog
that surround me
I melt
into a soft corner
farthest away
from everything.
Copyright © Sarah Myers | Year Posted 2012
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