Sometimes
When I lie in bed
Embraced by my loneliness
Comforted by my sadness with
An ache in my chest
The only thing to remind me I'm alive
And this is not a nightmare,
No matter how much I feel like a corpse
Like a dead soul
Flickering inside a living body
A shell of whom I once was,
I think to myself:
I would surely make a better skeleton
Than I do a person
