So This is a Life

Wake 
Up
Sit
Think
Move
Eat
Drink
Take 
Pill

Go Back
Into The
Bedroom

Pull Out Laptop
Start Typing Out
A Poem, or
Answer a Question

Listen to Music While
Dreaming of Being In
A Louder,  More Vibrant 
World of Hopes And 
Impossible Dreams Becoming Possible.

Finish My School
Lay On My
Bed, and Think
There Must Be 
Something More To
Do Besides Nothing.

Take Another
Pill, Healing
Is Coming.
Write Another 
Line, Freedom 
Is Coming.
Draw Another
Line, Hope
Is Coming.

So
This
Is
Life.
Nothing
To 
Do
But 
Eat, 
Sleep,
Drink,
Take
Medicine, 
Draw,
Write,
Do
School.

I Miss Before.

Hero

They Say
That A
Hero
Wears a Cape
Covers Their
Face

No One
Can Know Who
They Are

But Our Heroes
They Wear No
Cape
They Cover Their
Face

No One
Knows Who
They Are

At the Frontlines
They Fight
For the Elderly
The Young
The Rebel
The Patriot

But No One
Cares to
Know Who
They Are

They Fall
For Them
But No One
Remembers

They Didn't
Want The Sun
To Burn
The Earth
To Turn
Without Giving
Everything
To Save
A Life.

And as this
Goes On...

The World
Will Burn
Without
A
Hero.

What is Air?

I sit by my window.
Look outside.
Hear the birds.
They are free.

What is a song?
Why do they sing?
What do they sing?
Why aren't we free?
Do they sing for us?
Or do they rejoice 
That We Are Gone.

I sit on my bed.
Close my eyes.
Embrace the Dark.
Go into Dreams.

But What is Flight?
And What is Movement?
What is Exercise?
And What is Freedom?

I sit on my porch.
Breathe in.
Breathe Out.
Stand, and Cry Out.

What is Air?
What is Sustenance?
What are the Necessities of life,
If I can't have the touch
Of a Friend?
A Cup of Coffee
Shared While Spilling
The Tea?
This Confinement
Pushes
All The Air Out.