Laying Here (What Am I Doing) Poem by Erin Hanson

Laying Here (What Am I Doing)



Approching the colded floor,
as im laing here.
lights are flikering
time is awaiting
what am i doning as i lay here
awakening sounds of crys
for they are tears of happiness
and joy.
They fall amongst the silvery
pale eys
im shaken with shivers down my
spine
as I have to ask myself
what im doing
laying here, let myself cry.

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Erin Hanson

Erin Hanson

Pheonix, Arizona
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