In the Room

I lie numb and bleeding, 
Staring at the streaks of light that cross the pale and popcorn sky.
Aching but empty, there is nothing but half opened eyes and staggered breaths.
So I lie, and I wait.
There is no certainty here and no clarity that shines through the fog of my mind. 
Just me and the empty air that straggles me.
Slower are the breathes, and darker does it all become…

~ l m d