rise and fall

a young self centered woman
big eyeballs, uncombed hair
stare at her ceilings. face up. hands on the face,
sometimes forget to thank god she's alive today.
hope there are more minutes to fall
into those dreams she never find in reality.

the air is freezing, like the other morning
sun isnt yet to rise. she's alone.
her bed is cold like seventeen years of winters
her heart is even colder colder
is she awake, she dont know.

the path is stright but
yet she dont know where it headed
she rises to fall
she stands to crawl
to what she had wished today.
the answer of the question
....am i going to see the sun rise tomorrow?..


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