I was sleeping on the floor
on a mattress
next to my mom
weeping and sobbing
Hating everything
wishing to go back
crying my eyes out
trying to stay quite
because I didnt want to wake up anyone
Kept holding on to a wallet
that used to mean everything to me
it was all I had left.
Six years ago
tonight
I was asking God why
wanted to disappear
I didnt want to be here
I wanted to go back.
That night
six years ago
I cried myself to sleep
I dreamed
that I woke up in my room
in my bed
and went outside
saw everyone cleaning up
and my friends
playing with the fire works
that were left over
from last night
eating left overs
with the family.
I woke up
disappointed.
I wasn't in my room
I was on the cold floor
where I had fallen asleep
the night before.
Today, seven years later
Im happy
I didnt die.
Im happy I am here
Im glad I didnt go back
I didnt need to ask God why
I just had to wait
study life
learn from mistakes
and I found the answer.
Tomorrow
in 1/1/10
I will wake up happy
ready for life
and anything that it will bring.
