Living Like Me

Can laughter really be my medicine?
A simple cure,
For great agonies.

Only fools are lucky to be born.
Where ignorance is paradise,
Living is as simple as a breath.

For the sake of your beauty,
I hope you never wake up.
To see and know, that we are all
Drowing.

Open mouths, gasping for air
Desperate to breathe,
Desperate to reach the surface
Where the sun extends it's hands
But we are so far away.

For the sake of your joy,
I hope you never know pain.
There are those like us,
Who already died
And can see the ghosts in each other
Residing inside.

For the sake of your peace,
I hope you never become
Only the shell that carries your gentle spirit.
When gutted and empty:
Only Apathy.

For the sake of your being,
My lovely, my dove, my love.
May you never, never
Be me. 

-Noemi E. Garcia Rigsby