Here I lie

6 feet from my grave

Running on adrenaline going through my veins

I do not know where

I do not know why

White colored walls trap me inside

I wished to live, not to exist

I am coded in pain

Colored by scars

Artwork a child could’ve made

Droplets fall from the clouds

Through the walls, last whispers

Prayers told from ear to ear

Love radiating all within here

Life will begin or it may end

However, I am still here

Durning the darkness night

And the brightest of day

The world may end

While I still wait

for my life to begin.