Wake me up
After the dark
The room was breathing but
I felt like a stone
A thousand voices still
I stood alone
The days kept moving
I just watched them pass
My face in the window
A ghost behind the glass
And sunlight across the bedroom wall.
A tiny golden line, but
I could feel it all.
My fingers found a rhythm on the window frame.
And something deep inside me started beating again
And another feel the heat beneath my skin