Thursday, September 15

4 pm

today i wake up -
hollow from another ending -
to golden late afternoon light seeping through the blinds
falling on my arm, falling everywhere, falling on my face,
in my untouched bedroom in my family's home,
warm and now feeling like a part of these floral sheets
that have hidden me many times while i quietly cried
and this morning.

today i wake up
also to my heart beating so violently i could hear it,
as if it's screaming, "hey, get up!
you're still alive!
you have this amazing life to live!!!"

i delay,
though i should start getting up.
i've been hiding in bed too long.