Time passes in serene green
and sometimes, in the deep sea blue;
But when it passes in crimson red
that’s when my breathing stops,
that’s when I understand
what until now I didn’t knew!
Time moves on a straight line,
that my nerves can’t seem to do;
They’re not able to connect my limbs
and just like that,
in a lifeless plant I have been reduced!
Life is beautiful… but annoying,
when gazed from my window view;
Spring and summer passed fast
and all I could see
was the cold, snowy winter
and my ears heard only snowy tunes!
Now, I am left with just some words
and I will type them down
while my lips still move.
Just so that my son can see who I was,
just so that he will know
that once upon a time, I also knew!
Inspired by “I am breathing” – a film about Neil Platt and Motor Neurone Disease(MND)