I'm Not Dead

My heart is beating,
Mind is racing,
I know that I'm not dead,

Every feeling,
That I've felt,
Is screaming in my head.

The past is creeping,
Crawling out,
Opening old scars,

Darkening,
Your bright blue sky,
And blotting out the stars.

This taste of fear,
Like sour milk,
Stomach tied in knots,

Though it feels,
Like it's the end,
These are only thoughts.

Scary visions,
Draped in sorrow,
Pouring from your head,

But if you didn't,
Let them go,
They'd probably leave you dead.

Not all moments,
We do live,
Will leave you loving life,

Some will hurt,
And you will bleed,
For love cuts like a knife.

If there's tears,
And if there's pain,
I know that I'm still living,

One day,
I will smile again,
With eyes that seem forgiving.