Breathing Alive

We walk each day

With thoughts of life,

Pretending that we're not

All burnt inside.

We lie and swear

That nothing's wrong;

Meanwhile limping

And stumbling along.

The wound's too big 

To cover with hands,

So we cover our eyes

And forget how to stand.

For all we know,

We're all alone;

Everyone's outside

And perfectly fine.

But if we could only

Take just a peek,

Ignoring our shame,

Looking up from our feet,

We'd gape and stare

And see and learn

That every one soul

Has suffered a burn.

Then the doctors could heal,

The builders could make

A bed for us all 

To rest and awake;

Living again and learning to thrive,

Tasting the sun

And breathing alive