I woke up today buried in a hole
my back rested on a rusted car
dirt dripping into my mouth
i clawed my way up
i tore roots and limbs of fallen trees
i kept digging up as if i was down
the rocks wounded my already wounded wounds
the dirt became lighter, no roots,no rocks
i broke through and felt a cool breeze
running though the damp dirt still attached to my arm
my head arose next, and i could finally see
i saw the trees that i had once seen the roots
i saw a house where the car used to be parked in front of
and i saw a girl,whose beauty
was my motivation for coming back