Kirkegaard.

Kirkegaard

I know
its like choosing
between being awake and a dream
when all you want to do is die
are you alive with open eyes
or have you fallen somewhere else
for the world becomes more or less real
and its easy to see
people playing pretend
up up up up up up up
down down down down down down down
staring into a flat line
funny how in the hospital
it signifies death
the zig zag peaks of mountains
green light
rising and falling
lieing next to the ecg machine
why is it you make me think of the sea
deep sleep
a coma of waves
slips inside
my thoughts are drowning
my chest slowly heaves
once more up once more down
it does not rise or fall
as i clamber onto the bed beside you
and no longer need to breathe