Outside of myself : voice of angels

Standing outside of myself

I long for rest

There seems to be so little left

Of the world I knew

Tell me what is my

Reason for being here?

The past no longer lives on

It is gone

But I keep reliving it

Looking for the lessons

That escaped me at the time

What is the point of that?

Did I lose the way to

The power of amaze

The helpful gaze

On present time?

As my entire body turns around

A screw

I wonder how many more years

I have left

As I come to realise

My perceptions continually shift

With my mood

Sometimes there is a ocean

Its all I know

Lost inside the swell of breaking waves

Never the less I feel my heart

And if all of my loved ones

Have mostly departed

Now

What more is there to hold me here

Other than breath of fresh air

And the voice of angels

That bids me

Stay stay stay

And live my life

Just one more day