A Coma

Is she dead, could she be alive?
How will you know, will you be able to tell?
Who’s to say, she’s not just sleeping?
Doctors come,
Into the bright white room,
And tell all thosewho love,
The girl lying,
In a bed not her own.
She’s alive,
But can not wake.
Those who care have tried,
Over and over again,
To wake her from her deep slumber.
Only one man ,
Can wake her from this deep slumber,
His voice alone,
Can make her eyes open,
His face alone,
Can make hers come alive,
His hands alone,
Can heal her completely,
Maybe someday,
The prayers spoken to him will be answered,
And she will awaken,
From her,
Endless,
Sleeping
Beauty
Slumber,
Doctors call,
Coma.
Is she dead, could she be alive?
How will you know, will you be able to tell?
Who’s to say, she’s not just sleeping?
Doctors come,
Into the bright white room,
And tell all thosewho love,
The girl lying,
In a bed not her own.
She’s alive,
But can not wake.
Those who care have tried,
Over and over again,
To wake her from her deep slumber.
Only one man ,
Can wake her from this deep slumber,
His voice alone,
Can make her eyes open,
His face alone,
Can make hers come alive,
His hands alone,
Can heal her completely,
Maybe someday,
The prayers spoken to him will be answered,
And she will awaken,
From her,
Endless,
Sleeping
Beauty
Slumber,
Doctors call,
Coma.





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