Day 314 - Caught

Look me right in the eye

And tell me what you see

Will I make a piece of meat

Or shall you set me free

To nobly traverse the forests with pride

I show my true colors, why do you hide?

Behind those long sticks that bang

Until they pierce my fellow's flesh

Hidden in greens and grays

Behind your awful blinding mesh

My head is not a prize I will be giving

My beauty only lasts as I roam living

Day 211 - Fading Light

Fade in and out of reality
With the glass above your head
They whisper "There was a tragedy..
Miracle that she isn't dead."
The old house smells like people
From church and other places
But it seems to be missing the steeple
You can't manage comprehending the faces

I am waking up you think blearily
Yet no one around is taking notice
You wish you could think clear-ily
Or respond to the awkward kiss
In the corner by the little nephew
Whose faces screams let me out
But he could actually scream unlike you
So you wish you could beg him to shout

Will you awaken completely soon?
When you can breathe without the stifling?
It seems to be ticking on every afternoon
And life is getting ever more trifling
But still you try a little longer
Because what if you make it out today?
Yet every moment turns ever wronger
And at some point you have nothing left to say