Poem: Wake Up-Shake up

Wake Up—Shake Up

I want to get up early one more morning

before sunrise before the angels starts mourning.

I want to throw cold water on my face

to not get stuck in the life of maze.

When the sky lightens and begins to rise

shed some light on my life of lies.

I want to see the waves break

feel the beauty before I get dead's shake.

I want to see again the ships

in the dark coming out of rips

old, dirty freighters just barely moving along

dreams don't die from the day it got strong.

I want to keep an eye out

look in my soul and put it loud

body dies when the soul cries

light vanishes when darkness makes its strike.

I want to get up one more morning

before sunrise before the angels starts mourning.

Be positive with everything is possible!