When Two Worlds Collide

April 10, 2009
Staring at the world above me,
The dead below me,
6 feet under,
No worries, no shoes, no cries
Glancing at the ground beneath my feet
They breathe and lay awake
No freedom, no control, no honesty
In between
Dying slowly
Living a nightmare
Watching the sun rise, the moon set,
…I am unable

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