Today I sleep
A slumber so deep,
I might not wake up tomorrow,
While the world I keep
Wouldn’t care to peep
Into the foreboding of my sorrow.

Might I lie,
If fine am I,
It is the knell that peals yonder,
That brings nigh
A will to die
To end my ceaseless wander.

Some choose to forget,
They might never get
A moment to say goodbye,
And a pile of regret
Would not care to wet
The apple of their eye.

If I wonder too,
They will remember you,
I will be getting ahead of time.
Shrouded in blue,
No one has a clue,
I could be headed for the divine.

You won’t be missed,
You shall be kissed,
Farewell in the box,
And forget our tryst,
Did ever exist
Within a fortnight of my corpse.

Would you really care
If I am not there?
That I ever breathed on this land,
Chugs of air
And hollow despair,
Until one day I couldn’t stand.

No work would stall,
Not a tear would fall,
When I would cease to be.
Life would crawl,
The way we drawl
Our curses at the tea.

Papers won’t read
The news of my breed,
I am not a princely soul.
The sea wouldn’t need
One drop of bead,
If I am to leave a hole.

Doesn’t bother me,
For I would be free
Of the things that tie you down,
And I would flee
At a chance to see,
The other side of the town.

But what I fear
Isn’t here,
I fear failing my future.
I wait to hear
From a gentle peer,
The time to heal my suture.

I hear the screams
Of all my dreams,
They are afraid to stick around.
Neglected schemes,
Their endless seams
Are bothered by the sound

I would make,
When I don’t wake
Into a tomorrow that might not come.
What a silent break,
I am yet to take
From life’s accepted humdrum.