I want to wake from my sleeping while through my windows the sun is leaping I want to shield each eye for only because I’ve chosen to die I want to realize I’ve done wrong and that I’ve been waiting all night long I want to take off my clothes and shiver before my blanket’s warmth can deliver I want to lie in my bed and feel as if the air outside were never real I want from comfort my eyelids to subdue while dull moon light seeps into my view