The Day I Woke Up
The day I woke up
was the day
of my death
the day
I saw
the fragile fall of man
the day
I tasted
the sweet surrender
of who I was
and knew
there was no going back
The day I woke up
was the day
I felt
the cold embrace
of night
of loss
of fear
the day
I knew
it was
it is
all the same
and all the paths
lead to
an emergence
out of a punctured dream
and the bursting colors became my life

